Humidity, you slimy creep! Seventy percent? Get outta here! Stop dating Mr. Temperature, you two are the worst couple ever. Unholy alliance, I banish thee! It’s hot as a demon’s armpit! My laundry’s sulking, still wet. My room feels like a sweaty coffin. Sleep? Forget it, clown! All I spit is insults and curses, that’s my lullaby tonight. “Tropical night”? Yeah right! Where’s my “Arctic pajama party”?
