UPDATED! AGAIN! I Can't Turn My Brain Off

After seeing a comment on a friend's status, I was reminded of an old saying:

"It's colder than a witch's titty outside"

The little thought train in my head pulled out of the station, and is refusing to turn around and go home. I think the conductor may be drunk.

These are some of the stops it made as it circled around and around:

So, why are witches titties so cold?

Do they have a circulation problem?

And if they are really as cold as people would have you believe, do they dispense soft serve instead of milk?

And if they do produce soft serve, how can we be sure that it's because of the temperature of the titties and not magic, I mean they ARE witches after all.

*sigh*

Writing it out makes me feel a little better.

Not really.

UPDATED

A friend commented wondering what flavor the ice cream would be.

Good question. My response: Well, being a witch, I'd imagine she could make it any flavor she wanted. #magic #yo

That's right, I #hashtag on Facebook. Don't judge me. You know you do it to. #butIstartedit And now I'm #hashtagging my blog #likeaBOSS 

Well, that got weird.

UPDATED AGAIN

Ok, I'm just going to link the post on Facebook because it's getting a little crazy over there.