What was that poem? 30 days has Sept. April, June and Nov. All the rest have 31 except January, which has 798, all of which vary in number of hours from 48 to 76. Yeah, that's it, that's the poem I was thinking of.
Not a fan of January. Starts off with the morning after a great night out. Cold, wet, dark and stormy (UK).
And, even when it's over, it's February next :-(
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The day after the inauguration.
It’s been a real bad month, yeah.
Also, may I ask if you succeeded in moving out of country?
Each day feels like a decade currently
...it's been...
...a lot.
Any chance we can just kick 'em in the cashews?
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And, even when it's over, it's February next :-(