Summer
These are the times that fry the souls of men. So, how hot was it? It’s so hot, the milk coming out of the cows is already pasteurized. It’s so hot, all the sidewalks have been Teflon coated so the eggs frying there don’t stick. It’s so hot the sun is sweating. It’s so hot, that people from Phoenix think they are home. The trouble with: Going out on a limb is when the branch breaks. Sticking your neck out is finding you’re surrounded by a guillotine. Keeping you nose to the grindstone is... Sign in to see full entry.