Well, it's one of the coldest months of the year.

It's the month with the shortest amount of days in it.

And it's also at the beginning of the year.

Almost feels like, uh, you know, get it over with.

It's a month, I can't really ever remember a time

that somebody was like really excited about or looking forward to.

I can't remember the last time I heard somebody go,

yo, I can't wait till February, fam.

It's a month where the spelling is awfully weird.

I always want to spell it F-E-B-U.

Because it, I mean, that's the way I pronounce it.

I don't, who says February?

That, like, why would you spell it like that?

February and Wednesday.

I never understood it. Wedness day.

If that's the way we have to spell it, then that's the way we should say it.

It should be Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday.

That makes no sense to me.

But whatever.

It's also the month that, uh, most people focus on Valentine's Day,

which seems to overshine everything else involved in this month.

Uh, it's, uh, baby with a diaper and a bow and arrow

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