I talked to my brother the other night as I was walking around my neighborhood. We had a good time catching up and somewhere along the way this happened:
Me: How cold is it there (Chicago)?
Nathan: Not too bad...
Me: So, like 20 degrees?
Nathan: I don't know; I'm not wearing gloves and my hands are alright.
Me: You know what's ironic?
Nathan: You are wearing gloves.
Me: You got it!
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