by Jonah Goldberg

Fuh-fuh-fuh-freeeeezing in my house. Day four of no heat. S-s-s-so cold. Plus we had Cosmo’s friend Chester here last night. The cold activates the ants in their pants like you wouldn’t believe. It’s like they’re reenacting their favorite scenes from Ice Station Zebra all day long. Feels that way too. Third technician coming to house this morning, to confirm once and for all that it’s very cold here and that the furnace doesn’t work.

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