Today’s Reason To Drink

I seriously need to get to a beach quick. Instead of snow, I want sand in my peripheral vision. (For the record, I spelled “peripheral” right on first try.) I want to hear the ocean crashing on the beach, not a plow’s scraper chewing up the road. I need the warm sun’s rays hitting my skin instead of some douchebag’s snowball from across the street.

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