Winter: MOVE OVER Autumn! It’s MY turn now!

Autumn: Oh Winter, we go through this every year. Father Time has been very clear. The first day of You isn’t until December 21st and it’s only December 7th. I have a full two weeks left. You’ll get your turn soon enough.

Winter: Nope.  Now.  I’m bored.  Move over.  My turn.  Now! 

Autumn: Good cranberry sauce and gravy Winter, you are such a barbarian. Why can’t you be more like Spring and I? Sweet, sophisticated and short. Everyone loves us.

Winter: Summer and I think you stink.

Autumn: That’s lovely and so mature. Mother Nature truly has to teach you some manners.

Winter: Shut up. You are just a skinny stupid little season. I’m the biggest season. I’m BAD ASS!  Aww yeah.  And for the record, I can get out whenever I want.  I’m so busting through you and openin’ up my cold can of Whoop Ass. I’m gonna tear it up down there.  Oh and I can totally kick your ass too, Autumn.

Autumn: Has anyone ever told you you’re a pig?  You act like you were just created.  And seriously, where did you get that foul mouth of yours?  

Winter: From Summer.

Autumn: No wonder Mother Nature put Spring and I in between you two.  “Ooh look how HOT I can get.  Ooh look how COLD I can get and long I can last.”   Male seasons.  Never a good idea.

Winter: Whatever.  Hey, your Halloween is showing.

Autumn: You are mildly retarded, you know that.  What does that even mean? Did Father Time drop you on your head when you were a baby season?   Wait!  Where are you going?  Stop!  It’s not your time!  They aren’t ready for you, WINTER!  Stop it!  Hey! Ouch! That hurts! Get off me!

Winter:  As I said, I’m bored, it’s my turn and I’m outta here, Sista!  See ya later Fall-i-gator.

Autumn: MOTHER NATURE! Help! He’s getting out!  Son of a Jack O’ Lantern. Sorry everyone…I tried.

Winter: Whaddup world!  Here I am! 

Would ya take a look at dis! 

Awwww yeah.   God I’m gooooood!

Winter is officially in da hizouse!!!  BAM!