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{February 2, 2011}   Poor Punxsutawney Phil

Poor Punxsutawney Phil 😦

…that poor groundhog looks so startled.

Every February 2, I envision this man with a big tall hat, riding pants, a pot belly, no neck, and a long stick in his hand; busting open this old-fashioned wooden door that looks like it’ll give you splinters if you touch it.

Inside, an inhumane amount of groundhogs are piled up on top of one another, looking into the opened doors’ early morning light-in horror.

There, stands [this “handler” is what they call ’em], yelling out in an English accent: “What say you! What say you! Which one of you lit-tle pret-ties are coming with me today?!”

SandySays1 says:

You got to feel sorry for Phil. I wonder how much political influence those top-hatted gangsters exerted on our little furry friend. With all the bad news floating around, six more weeks of super yyyuuukkk wouldn’t be cool. I can hear the conversation. “Okay you fuzzy hog–you predict an early spring or your life expectancy is the same as a creme-filled donut of Opray Winfrey’s breakfast table!”

Now that I think about it, you’re probably right.
That’s probably what happens after their poor little 15 mins every February 2nd!
Thattttss why the look so startled!
Shame on those top-hatted gangsters. 😦

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