Oh yeah, that was why I didn’t go outside all day. I knew there was a good reason.
Oh yeah, that was why I didn’t go outside all day. I knew there was a good reason.
New York summers are the WORST. I can’t even let the poor kid play outside, the pavement’s hot enough to fry an egg. You walk outside and you’re just…coated, head to toe, in this disgusting, stank moisture. It’s like someone poured a bucket of hobo spit on you.