Dear weather,

Can I just ask you one thing?

What in the name of all that's good and holy in this world do you think you're doing?! Hail?! What are you smoking? Don't make me come over and search your room! Now, please shape up and go back to normal spring weather, otherwise I'll be very disappointed.

Love,

Me

PS: Hail? Honestly.

Dear weather,

Can I just ask you one thing?

What in the name of all that's good and holy in this world do you think you're doing?! Hail?! What are you smoking? Don't make me come over and search your room! Now, please shape up and go back to normal spring weather, otherwise I'll be very disappointed.

Love,

Me

PS: Hail? Honestly.

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