Dear Jack Frost,
I’d like to start off by saying that you are an asshole.
We were having a very nice start to Autumn when you show up with your pals North Wind and Heavy Snow.
You crashed our little party like a bunch of drunken frat boys.
Leaving stuff spread all over the ground, knocking shit over, running people in the ditch!
The worse part is you never really say you’re sorry, and the fact you came from up north makes it even worse.
So keep on moving on and don’t stay long. We’ll try and deal with you and your pals best we can.
But don’t come south of the Mason Dixon line…
We still hang Yankees down here…
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I beg to disagree…. I love snow.