The Devil himself left the area.
My son is home from Iraq and he says it’s hot.
My chickens are laying hard boiled eggs.
106 in the shade here.
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The sun so hot I froze to death.
Susanna, don’t you cry.
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that the trees are whistling for the dog.
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you realize that asphalt has a liquid state.
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