One down...
Two to go. I'm talking about the months of winter. Buh-bye January.
February? Bring it on, you puny little punk month with your puny little 28 days. You'll be out of here in the blink of an eye.
March? You think you're all big and bad with your 31 days, but I know I can survive your evil because sweet little April is standing right behind you.
I hate winter.
Come on spring!