A couple of weeks ago on an exceptionally hot spring day, I posted on Facebook: “It’s hotter than . . . (Tell me and keep it clean)”
Here are the responses I got. (Below that are my comments). How would you say it?
It’s hotter than . . .
- Delhi in July–Nora
- The president at an NRA convention–Eugene
- Ryan Gosling–Joseph
- Ingesting habjeneros while sunbathing in Puerto Vallerta.–Meline
- All the forecasters’ predictions. They got it wrong AGAIN–Ricardo
- Australia* (No, nothing could be as hot as that)–Elisabeth
- Beach sand in August–Lyndelle
- Mt. St. Helena when it explored.–Cathy
- The rack my hand hits inside the oven every time I think I can cook–Nicole (Richey)**
- Can I say hell?***–Grace
- Thailand*–Alvina
- Right now (after being hot this afternoon, it’s cold and windy)–Beverly
- Satan in a sauna–Don
- An elevator--Mini
- Roy****--Elisabeth
- Chillies–Sheri
- My boney-ass ugly neighbor. (Ohh … not ugly at all (nor boney). Sorry. It sounded okay inside my head)–Balu
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