Bike Winter gets to claim the dry nippy days too, not just the blizzards.

Winter is icumen in, 
Lhude sing Goddamm,

Raineth drop and staineth slop,
And how the wind doth ramm!
     Sing: Goddamm.
Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,

An ague hath my ham.

Freezeth river, turneth liver,
     Damm you; Sing: Goddamm.
Goddamm, Goddamm, 'tis why I am, Goddamm,
     So 'gainst the winter's balm.
Sing goddamm, damm, sing goddamm,
Sing goddamm, sing goddamm, DAMM.

http://www.bachlund.org/Ancient_Music.htm

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h'--I saw your avatar blow right through the red light in the dearborn bike lanes at Lake Street last night! Better keep an eye on him.  He almost got creamed. I guess this really belongs on the missed connection thread. Sorry.

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