Okay, it's hotter than frickin' Hades in our house. But is our a/c on? NOOOOOOO! Because someone in the family is -- can you believe this??-- cold. The rest of us are in tanks, shorts, the thinnest materials known to man -- and we're roasting. But one family member is cold, and therefore the rest of us must suffer.
Oh, oh, oh!!!! Rejoice, oh sweaty ones! Ms. Iceberg has now relented. Even she could no longer stand it. AH! Sweet relief!