Gorf. That is what Chicago has turned me into.
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You know the old drill. If you toss a frog into a pot of boiling water, it will jump out faster than you can say Jimminy Cricket. However, if you place a frog in tepid water and slowly boil it the frog won't move. Frog.
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Gorf.
Here in Chicago we do it backwards. Fall starts off temperate enough and then one day, before you realize what is happening, you are going to work and it is very nearly 80 degrees below freezing. And you're used to it. You hardly notice until April showers begin to "warm" things up. Which is a euphemism for rinsing the salt off of the cars. Thank goodness it is - just in time for the Cubs to start back up.
