Hypothesis: Kansas has the worst weather in the world.

Evidence: Go outside for at least 3 minutes, wait for your body to fill with rage.

Conclusion: Kansas, and all the air above it has downs syndrome.

If you could see the Kansas weather gods, that's what they'd look like.

You can tell by the large foreheads and bushy eyebrows that they are some sort of Cro-Magnon that never leave their mom's basement, and hence don't have to feel the repercussions of their shitty weather choices.

Let me illustrate what I'm talking about.

Notice how we start off at 94 degrees (Fahrenheit, not fagass Celsius) in fucking OCTOBER, and only 7 days later, while passing right through retarded (scientifically calculated by me), we're down to about 64.

Let's extrapolate that: that's a change of 30 degrees Fahrenheit in a week! Fuck all those old people that complain about how hard it was trying to live through the ice age. 110,000 years ago aint got shit on this new Kansas breed of fucktarded.

My cousin once told me that someone put X in his drink while he was in college and he slept outside on a lawn in November. He woke up and was covered in frost, but felt hot because of the X.

All Kansas residents should be given X during the winter months, so as to limit they're perceived exposure to the retardedness that exists all around us when we're outside.

But in all seriousness, how hard could it fucking be to build a giant climate-controlled dome over Lawrence? Didn't you see bio-dome? They had a giant glass dome, and fucking Pauly Shore. Surley we could do better since we have no Pauly Shore.

Interesting side note: that left retard in the top photo looks like Jim Breuer.

My theory: Jim Breuer is at least 33.333% responsible for our craptastic weather.

Must...kill....Jim....Breuer.