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You know it is cold when you spit and it bounces.
I was at my Aunt Mary's house in Nebraska one time, early morning prior to heading out to go pheasant hunting. I look at her thermometer that is hanging on the side of the house and it looks like it does not have any mercury in it. I tell her it is broken, which she takes to mean it blew off the side of the house. "No, it is right there" Yes, but there is no mercury in it. She looks again, "Sure there is, it is just at the bottom." The bottom, well below -20* Uncle Adam gets up, goes out and starts his truck, then comes back in to eat breakfast. He is not paying any attention to his truck. I ask him if he is worried about somebody stealing his truck. "If there is someone out there walkng around, they can have my truck, they need it worse than I do."
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She was the kindest person I ever met
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