Rare Event: LSU Campus Covered In Snow
Image: Mike the Tiger himself
By Donaven Cook
I hate cold weather. Loathe it actually. I’ve been saving every nickel I can for the past nine years to buy some land below Tallahassee, Florida.
Don’t get me wrong, I love East Tennessee and believe it to be one of the most genuine places on Earth, but every morning as I’m greeted at work I try to think of slang sayings to describe how cold it is outside and how much I despise it.
“Colder than a well-diggers ass”
“Colder than a witch’s titty” [witch’s tit in a brass bra is the one I always heard]
“Cold enough to make an Eskimo sigh”
“Colder than a brass toilet seat in the Yukon”
“Colder than my mother-in-laws heart”
“Cold as polar bear paws”
“Colder’n chit”
“Cold as hell” — which, by all accounts I’ve read, it’s a very warm (even hot) place.
Either way, it’s been awful all week. Wind chills in the single digits.
My advice for getting through this week comes from something my mother used to tell me as a child when I’d complain about having to do chores in the winter — “bundle up buttercup.”
[Much of the Deep South is currently experiencing record snowfall. Look at LSU’s campus today:]