The weather is supposed to be colder than the dickens this week.
Meredith continues to dislike the cold.
It’s too damn cold, even for me. It hurts to breathe out there.
It’s been chilly. I like it.
Hurray, my seasonal cold has returned right on schedule. I just love how I become a snot faucet every fall.
It’s too cold for a punchline, that’s no cold it is.
It’s not too cold to read my short story collection, though!