The Fucking Heat

The Fucking Heat

I fucking grew up in Brevard country and I fucking swear is wasn’t this fucking hot back then. May through fucking September now are like living on the fucking surface of the sun. What the fuck happened to the daily afternoon thunderstorms that would cool it off; fucking gone.

You now need fucking 1000spf sun screen to hang out at the beach longer than three fucking hours, otherwise you’ll literally fucking die from skin cancer.

I cannot even fucking imagine living here without fucking air conditioning like we did in the 50s, 60s, and 70s.

Fuck you heat (temperature, not Miami).

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  1. A friend of mine explained this fuckinf problem to me years ago when they started paving over Duda land and the swamps. The ocean breezes would blow over the swamps and sublimate the water into clouds creating the daily afternoon thunderstorms. Well that fucking shit is all paved over now and there are no more swamps in Brevard fucking county. Makes a lot of fucking sense to me.

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