Fear of the Cold

Aside from this sentence, there will be no mention of the fact that the last post was before the bougioses party; noone will broach the truth that we have not played a game in over three months, and it will be forgotten (for now) that some of us are spastic when playing Wii Sports.

We are beset in contraversy. The cold chills our passion for the game. We have become weak, our will brittle. We pout at the weather, our hearts fickle in their desire for the game. Our game is being taken from us. Not by threat of dissolved liberty; Not by force of conquestatorial invasion; Not by disease or by misfortune. No, our game is taken from us only by us. And why? What harm could possibly fall upon us? Our fear of the cold cripples us. We should not allow it. We shall not allow the cold to shatter our resolve. Quite the contrary, we should rather offer to the cold our resolve so that it should freeze in unwavering desire to continue to play! I say to you all, tonight we shall Play!