Thursday, October 27, 2005

Ode to the Eskimos


I would love to be an Eskimo right now for one reason: Unchanging Weather. You always have the same forecast. "Today we will have snow, ice, and cold." They probably don't even have a weather channel cause it is even more boring than our weather channel.

Now that I am getting older, this weather/pressure change kills my head. It is like having spikes being driven through my eye and a nail through the forehead with a small train resting on the back of my neck.

Eskimos don't have this problem, right?

posted by brianfurg at 12:16 PM

1 Comments:

Blogger thebensonator said...

You might have to tell those hairs on the top of your head to come back for a while. It's a little cold with the eskimos. You'll need all the help you can get! hehe

9:42 PM  

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