Me dad is a sweat machine. If he sits still long enough he can gauge the temperature like a human thermometer. If he spontaneously starts to sweat, you can be certain it's another hell day.
Just to be sure, though, he checks the two thermometers side-by-side that differ from each other by 2 degrees.
"Oh, it's hellepäivä!" he's said every day of this year's trip so far.
Besides making the water warm and pleasant, I don't like hellepäivä. That's when the paarma come out.
P - Perditious
A - Aeronautical
A - Animals
R - Spawned
M - from
A - Satan
Trust my spelling.
They're horseflies that exist solely for your discomfort. You walk out the door they go straight for your face. You try to do something productive outside and they orbit around your head, stalking closer and closer till the right moment. They're always out there, lurking even when you think they're gone.
And that's the moment you jump up and down and flail around like a monkey to get them off of you. Or run to the lake doing the same.
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Escaping the heat and flesh eaters
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