To my dismay, my nemesis, Phil seems to have connections. How do you explain his "prediction", if you can even call that, of six more weeks of winter cause he saw his shadow? If I were soundly hibernating and some annoying humans roused me from my slumber I would check out the commotion. Upon realizing the commotion was a bunch of fools staring, taking pictures and trying to pick me up I would totally haul my furry ass back where it came from.
Since a groundhog is supposed to be an upstanding mammal and would never run from commotion Phil had to call on Mother Nature to help a critter out. So she makes it snow. I bet she's cruising around in a shiny new convertible somewhere warm and snow-free. Bitch.
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