HELLO HELLO HELLO GREETINGS FROM FUCKING FINLAND!
It's not really cold here, just A FUCKING BLIZZARD. A wet, painful, hellish BLIZZARD. OH HOW I LOVE to be waiting for a bus for half an hour, with my face freezing off while "Ode to Joy" keeps on playing repeatedly because my hands are too bloody frozen to change the song from my mp3-player and I can't feel your legs and just keep on thinking:
"It's only -2 degrees, wonder what'd happen if it was actually COLD?"
Isn't feeling somebody else's legs on a bus stop usually considered sexual assault?
VastaaPoistaI prefer to call it "getting to know each other".
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