Broadcasting

Local Weather Anchor Finally Snaps and Admits the Air Is Just One Giant Dog Lick of Sadness

The mercury is currently climbing so high that the local weather anchors have abandoned their professional composure and are now just weeping openly into their green screens. We have officially reached that stage of summer where the air feels less like a refreshing breeze and more like being licked by a giant, feverish golden retriever. While most of us a…