HOT!
It was, is, and will be HOT-- yesterday, today , and tomorrow.
It is so hot that people will be getting pieces of black sticky heat softened asphalt found in mall parking lots on their sandals.
It is so hot that little kids will yell and run as they race across hot sand.
It is so hot that every square space at the beach will be taken by every type of wet body -- young, old, svelte , the not so svelte and the never were nor ever will be svelte.
It is so hot that leatherette car seats and barelegs will stick together like a band aid to chest hair.
It is so hot that black cats may melt and watermelons evaporate.
It is so hot that birds will stop singing and mosquitos will stop stinging-- not so the horseflies.
It is so hot that not only will the beaches be crammed but also bathing suits, as there will be people heading to the lakes who have never had any other type of water on their skin besides that found in a hot shower since 1968.
It is so hot that ice cream will start dripping off the cone before it's paid for.
It is so hot that knives left out on the picnic table longer than 1 minute will burn the fingers.
It is so hot that things such as Cd's, guitars, and ornamental dash decor will warp while being in a closed parked car.
It is so hot that department stores will run out of electric fans, air conditioners, and shade umbrellas.
It is so hot that any type of chocolate bar or rosebuds or M&M left in a back pocket, front pocket or child's fist longer than 46 seconds will turn to the consistency of brown sticky paint.
It is so hot that even the pages of the book you read while on the beach will become warm to the touch.
Sunburns will be had, popsicles will be slurped, dogs will pant, and the memory of last January when the thermometer read -40c will disappear as fast as the ice in the cooler that was designed to keep the potato salad safe.
It was, is, and will be HOT-- yesterday, today , and tomorrow.
It is so hot that people will be getting pieces of black sticky heat softened asphalt found in mall parking lots on their sandals.
It is so hot that little kids will yell and run as they race across hot sand.
It is so hot that every square space at the beach will be taken by every type of wet body -- young, old, svelte , the not so svelte and the never were nor ever will be svelte.
It is so hot that leatherette car seats and barelegs will stick together like a band aid to chest hair.
It is so hot that black cats may melt and watermelons evaporate.
It is so hot that birds will stop singing and mosquitos will stop stinging-- not so the horseflies.
It is so hot that not only will the beaches be crammed but also bathing suits, as there will be people heading to the lakes who have never had any other type of water on their skin besides that found in a hot shower since 1968.
It is so hot that ice cream will start dripping off the cone before it's paid for.
It is so hot that knives left out on the picnic table longer than 1 minute will burn the fingers.
It is so hot that things such as Cd's, guitars, and ornamental dash decor will warp while being in a closed parked car.
It is so hot that department stores will run out of electric fans, air conditioners, and shade umbrellas.
It is so hot that any type of chocolate bar or rosebuds or M&M left in a back pocket, front pocket or child's fist longer than 46 seconds will turn to the consistency of brown sticky paint.
It is so hot that even the pages of the book you read while on the beach will become warm to the touch.
Sunburns will be had, popsicles will be slurped, dogs will pant, and the memory of last January when the thermometer read -40c will disappear as fast as the ice in the cooler that was designed to keep the potato salad safe.
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