It is spring, when 2 of 3 women buy from me at the cashier in the drugstore razors or shaving gel.
It is spring, when men in Hamburg starting to wear shorts. No joke!
It is spring, when the Super dog tear out trees and wants to each Hundepo.
It is spring, when I look out my window and think: I have to clean the urgent!
It is spring, when blog writers indoor jumping for joy in the air.
It is spring, when super dog whimpers because the lake is still nearly frozen and he is not completely the water can.
It is spring, when one exchanges his gloves and hats with sunglasses.
Spring is coming, if you like the morning comes from the bed.
Spring is when you feel like crazy looking forward to Easter. Okay, I do every season.
Now you!
It's spring when ...
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