Colder than the frost on a champagne glass
Colder than the hair on a polar bear's ass
Colder than the nipple on a witch's tit
Colder than a pile of penguin shit
*Thanks, Grandpa. What a lovely song to learn at age 4.
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The life and times of Allison Michelle, lover of all things beautiful and ridiculous.
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