Can’t handle it? I left northern Michigan after high school, when the high in calendar January was 2 below zero. My parents and other relatives thought ice fishing was pleasant recreation; I thought they were insane. (Still do.) Now I hang out at the beach in San Diego and enjoy the sunshine, when I’m not running the multi million dollar company I built here. And the obese welfare drunks back in northern Michigan freeze their keisters off eight months out of every year (on their way home from the bar), but they sniff that I “can’t handle it”. So who got the best of that bargain?
Can’t handle it? I left northern Michigan after high school, when the high in calendar January was 2 below zero. My parents and other relatives thought ice fishing was pleasant recreation; I thought they were insane. (Still do.) Now I hang out at the beach in San Diego and enjoy the sunshine, when I’m not running the multi million dollar company I built here. And the obese welfare drunks back in northern Michigan freeze their keisters off eight months out of every year (on their way home from the bar), but they sniff that I “can’t handle it”. So who got the best of that bargain?