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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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cold enough to turn your nipples into diamond earrings…. classic