First of all, my dear little Reindeer, you’ve got your math symbol all wrong; 40-C should be -40C, which coincides with also being -40F. Don’t ask me why, I don’t understand the phenomenon either. Secondly, I’ve been inviting you to move to California for ages now, you keep stalling.
You missed out on some great weather today. At noontime it was about 31C here, or 88F. I still have a nice warm space for you, all you have to go is get here.
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So it’s 40C is what you’re saying? That’s 104F!
Come to California, our weather is perfect!
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Sigh. I don’t have a degree symbol on my computer.
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(10-year-old)
Vacation. In. California. Hint. Hint. (Sheesh, how many times and how many different ways do I have to say it?)
You’ve moved up in your standing at The Harem for teaching the new inductees how I like my sandwiches, so instead of 7 hours a day in the kitchen, you only have to do 2 hours. The rest of the day is yours, and the rest of the nights too, until it’s your turn to rotate to a night at Randy Land . . .