Hey! First amendment gives me the right to bitch about the weather, so there!Apparently they don’t like to sweat. Our part of the world ain’t exactly humidity central, either. When my favorite drunk uncle, Sam, sent me to Colorado, I didn’t bitch about it being cold or being so dry (9% relative humidity) your skin cracks despite pissing so much you think you’ve got prostrate cancer.
Maybe it’s me, but I feel like why complain about the weather. Don’t like, go somewhere else. I’ve done north, central, east, west, and south Texas, northwest Florida, Oklahoma, central Europe, east,
west, and north Africa, a half dozen countries in the Middle East, and then there’s Afghanistan (three time).
Guess what, weather is a localized phenomenon and count your blessings you can freely pick your shit up and move. But you chose to come here so shut your whore mouth.
At least that’s how I feel.