"I suggest putting paper down in the mud room. It is fifty below outside."
"Is it? Alright."
"Yes. It is fifty below outside and it is a coastal storm. It will be thirty above tomorrow morning with only two inches of snow."
"Oh bullshit!"
Senior clicks the mouse. Senior calls daughter in the Midwest.
"Take the dogs out!"
"It's fifty below outside, dad. They just said it is fifty below on the radio."
"Oh bullshit! You're mentally ill; lunatic."
Senior rises from his chair and hobbles with his bum knee to the door. He forces the dogs to go out in fifty below. My dog is too smart to go outside and stays inside.
"Come on Cleo; Katie. Get inside," Junior states as the dog's paws are freezing to the ground after their quick pee.
Later ...
"You know, dad, I like being around you as much as you like being around me. But, you're an asshole!"
"This is just one of those things that happen. Forget it!"
Junior sleeps on the floor and the next day: Senior's old man friend stops by in the morning when it is 30 above zero degrees, knocks over the laundry basket off of a chair to sit down on the chair.
"Tell him that he should be elevating his leg."
"Why should he be doing that?"
"Because that is what you do when you have a leg injury. I got him a knee brace. He doesn't wear it. I saw all this on TV."
"Oh right! I've seen that, too."
Senior sits in his chair without a budge and Junior leaves later in the day. In latter days, mother mentions to Junior that Senior spoke with an old-timer at the diner. The old-timer at the diner says to Senior that he has never seen weather like THAT!!!
Also on the next morning, the following conversation ensued:
"Oh! With the wind chill, it was fifty below."
"Yes. And, there is two inches of snow on the ground and it is thirty above now. Just as I said..."
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