Ladies and Gentlemen.
It has come to my attention that Chicago is the coldest place on the planet.
“Fie, FIE!” I say to all your cries of “What about Greenland?” and “Seriously, Marianne, what about Antarctica!?”
No, my friends, you are wrong. Gravely wrong. It’s Chicago.
And according to my…
Oh god, this made me laugh so hard. I particularly like the last one. Born and raised in the snow belt, I pride myself on wearing flip flops in 30 degree weather. Welcome to the snowbelt newly-minted Chicagoian. It’s a bizarre, epically cold, wonderful place. :)