not so much the heat as it is the humidity.”
There’s something about hot weather that brings out stupidity.
“Hot enough for you?” As if I’d prefer a hundred and ten.
I’m gonna reach the boiling point if I hear that line again.
“You could fry an egg on the sidewalk” makes me hot under the collar.
To conclude that “It’s a steam bath out there” doesn’t take a Rhodes scholar.
Well, sit in the shade and sip lemonade till sundown from sunup,
Cuz the clichéd summer rhetoric is just heating up.
—Ahot A. Mouse