The Old Man. This is not visible distress. This is a cat being a cat, even though he almost never sacks out on the floor. This could almost be called malingering.
Yes, it got a little steamy on Sunday. Okay, it got more than a little steamy on Sunday. It was freakin' AUGUST on the second day of May. It was unnatural.
But I have my rules. You don't look Colton Orr in the eye. You don't pull on Superman's cape. And you sure as hell don't turn on air conditioning in MAY.
I don't actually like air conditioning all that much, anyway. You could count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I ran the AC last year. I'd rather powder myself up like a chicken cutlet and sleep on top of the covers.
So until the old man is demonstrating visible distress, the AC stays OFF.
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