“IT’S GONNA BE COLD …”
|| By PHIL CONNORS || This is pitiful. A thousand people freezing their butts off, waiting to worship a rat.
What a hype.
Groundhog Day used to mean something in this town. They used to pull the hog out and they used eat it!
You’re hypocrites, all of ya!
You got a problem with what I’m saying, Larry? Untie your tongue, and you come out here and talk, huh?
Am I upsetting you, Princess?
You know, you want a prediction about the weather, you’re asking the wrong Phil. I’ll give you a winter prediction. It’s gonna be cold … it’s gonna be gray… and it’s gonna last you the rest of your life.
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EDITOR’S NOTE: Phil Connors is the lead weatherman for WPBH-TV in Pittsburgh. His wisdom comes to us via the hilarious “Groundhog Day” screenplay written by Danny Rubin and Harold Ramis, who died last February. Back in reality, Punxsutawney Phil saw his shadow in 2015, meaning six more weeks of winter.
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Well, I made a request on the previews post and you got it partially right
Thanks for the picture of two boobs but it ain’t the kind of boobs I requested
Punxsutawney Phil later said: “Dammit Jim, I’m a rodent, not a meteorologist.”
“… It’s gonna be cold … it’s gonna be gray… and it’s gonna last you the rest of your life. …”
Meaning of course that Al Gore’s Fear of Global Worming Church has been lying to us all for more than a decade?
Did anyone see that footage of A Gore’s camera crew killing that polar bear?
Best solution for Phil is, he looks out his little hole, and before he can see his shadow, BLAM!!! – 20-gauge blast to his head lays him out. Then a warm bath with root veggies and onions, some paprika and salt and pepper. Simmer until tender. Gonna keep winter around for awhile – then you’re keepin’ me warm as soup.
The same thing happening over and over?
GT spouting bullshit. Seriously Fits..is he just some made up character you portray on here?
I experienced this movie once. I was sent to Hartford CT to manage a banking operation for 6 weeks in the late winter. That was when the Cher song What Does Love Got to Do With It was first out. Every morning, at exactly six am, the clock radio would go off and that damned song came on. Every morning, every day, for six weeks. And every morning it was cold, and every morning it was dark, and every morning that damned song, exactly at 6 a.m. / just like the movie.
OR what ever that damned Cher song was call.
You realize that up north they say “great news: ONLY six more weeks of winter!”