Buffalo can kiss my ass. My hometown, Oswego, New York, gets a third to half again as much snow as they do, and we get more wind, and it's colder. They are a bunch of pantywaist whiners.

When I was in Virginia Beach, I had a standard response to people who complained about how cold it was. I said, "Where I come from, we have a name for weather like this." When they asked what we called it, I said "October."