You're killin' me Punxs. Everybody's favorite groundhog, Punxsutawney Phil, emerged from his burrow and saw his damn shadow, leaving us majorly pissed, and slightly confused. We've had a mild couple of days in NYC this past week, and it's lingering around 50 degrees right about now, so we call foul. Handle this, Bill Murray.
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