Take a Hike, Punxsutawney Phil!

 

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    Morning campers! Bud here with another update on all my business... and business is not exactly booming.  The weather has been all fussy lately, and sometimes its just been downright dreadful.  The roads have been a mess for weeks now and that really tries my patience when I'm trying to haul a load across the grand old US of A.  And what do you know, there's another storm on the way!  Boy if I could give that weatherman a piece of my mind...
     So anyway, old Bud's holed up in Chicago today on account of this snowstorm.  I'm really fixing to get a good 24 inches in here, maybe even more. I've lubed up the sled and fixed up a nice cozy spot in the back of my 18-wheeler, so even though I'm stuck in the windy city I'm gonna make the best of it.
    Where was I going on such a blustery day you must be asking yourself?  Why, I was rambling on down to Punxsutawney to see the groundhog, of course! Today is groundhog day, and nothing gets my juices flowing like seeing a hog pulled out of a warm crevice in the dead of winter.  I happen to sit on the board that oversees the events at Gobbler's Knob, and have even pulled the little feller out once or twice.  This storm really rained on my parade, so I had to improvise a bit.  So I say take a hike Phil! This year belongs to Chi-town Charlie.
     I woke up this morning to the news that Phil had come out without seeing his shadow this year.  Everybody knows this means we get an early spring, but I just can't seem to believe it!  It's just too bitter out here.  So I pulled a rat out of a hole in the wall to test the theory for my self.  Fiddle my sticks if he didn't see his shadow and scramble back in!  Pretty soon we're gonna see which rodent really knows the future, but my money is definitely going on Charlie!

Keep on Trucking America!

Bud Reilly, Still America's No. 1 Hog Handler