This morning a boy walked into class with his nose the color of Rudolph's. A wind chill of -15 has that effect on your extremities. I guess that story we read about Harry Houdini had a profound impact on him because I heard him whisper to the boy sitting next to him "It's so cold outside that my balls have disappeared."
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Keep up the good work.
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