"What on earth are you doing, Murphy?"
"I'm trying to reach some of those yummy pine needles."
"But it's so cold that now my tongue's frozen to the metal fence!"
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It ain't even remotely cold here. And it's so humid that the jeans I hung out on the line the other day never dried. Then I weed wacked the plug for the filter on my pool. Try to get an electrician to come out and fix that! The next day we had a lightning storm and my computer got popped (I guess) and wouldn't boot up. I worked on it off and on all day. Nothing. Saint Tim comes home and touches it and it fires right up (read that with sarcastic sing song voice).
I've sent him out to work on the pool!
** Update - he fixed it!!!!! The boy can do anything :-D.