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Go figure. We need a fat little groundhog to bring us out of winter and he skips town and heads for the Bahamas.


The good new is, if we can get Phil to come home before next year, you’re only looking at 60 more weeks of winter.

The bad news is, when our reporter asked Phil about the possibility of his return, the grumpy groundhog made an obscene gesture and mumbled something about an ice age.