The Q
Hoop’s Villain, Reality’s Hero
Yeah, but you yanks don't know what hot is either. I remember my parents telling me a story about a trip the took to Boston, and the weather was gorgeous. It was probably high 70's or 80 degrees absolute tops and they were telling me how everyone was just bitching about how hot it was. Said there was one guy sitting on the steps of a building, his shirt absolutely drenched in sweat wiping his face talking about how hot it was. My parents were like wtf?
It is muggy as fuck in the northeast.
It's not like the dry heat of Dallas or Phoenix or something like that.
It's really like a cooler version of houston. But when it's 95 and muggy or 105 and muggy...do you really give a shit?