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Normally, when a man wearing a ski mask, carrying a rope and a bottle of liquor, asks you to accompany him into the woods in the middle of a cold night, you can pretty much expect to have your skull bludgeoned with the business end of a hatchet.
Not the case this past Monday night. As it turns out, this little liaison into the woods was for friendship, and outdoor Whynattes, and not cold-blooded homicide.
On Monday night, the temperature in Minneapolis was 30 below. That is cold enough to turn your nipples into diamond earrings.
30 below is cold enough to spawn a shorter, stouter version of yourself:
Many thanks to Jim and his Chad for drinking the coldest Whynattes ever documented. One more photo like this, and I’ll send you a live polar bear cub.
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jesse
Hello, I'm one of the co-founders of Whynatte, and currently handle the marketing, branding, and business development. I also handle the mail room, the black market primate side-operation, and most of the shipping and receiving. A little of this, a little of that. The fact that you're actually reading this indicates that you've lent us your time, and have an interest in Whynatte. Thank you. It's the gazillion people who've supported us along the way that make the difference. See you around....
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cold enough to turn your nipples into diamond earrings…. classic