Canadian Winters

When he first moved to boston it was february, and like it was spring as far as i was concerned. And then when we lived there for years, you know, it was so funny. We'd get those northeasters blow in with the hurricane level winds and ti bloody wile snow three and a half feet. I'd be thinking, in my canadian way, that jasus. I'd better not go outside, cause i'll just freeze to death the second i step outside.