Since 1960, Florida had at least one hurricane make landfall in: 1960, 1964, 1965, 1966, 1968, 1972, 1975, 1979, 1985, 1987, 1992, 1995, 1998, 1999, 2004, 2005, 2016, 2017, 2018, 2020, 2022, 2023 and now 2024. Not a 2—year stretch in there.
Those are Burmese Pythons, not Anacondas. And they are in the very extreme south Florida, rarely found outside of the Everglades. Though it hasn’t been specifically stated, I get the impression that the coast that they are thinking of moving to is actually in Mississippi or Alabama.
And here are the lyrics to “Our House” by Crosby, Stills & Nash:I’ll light the fireYou place the flowers in the vaseThat you bought todayStaring at the fireFor hours and hours while I listen to youPlay your love songs all night long for meOnly for meCome to me now (come to me now)And rest your head for just five minutesEverything is doneSuch a cozy room (such a cozy room)The windows are illuminatedBy the evening sunshine through themFiery gems for you, only for youOur house is a very, very, very fine houseWith two cats in the yardLife used to be so hardNow everything is easy ‘cause of youAnd ourLa-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-laLa-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-laLa-la-la-la-la-la-laOur house is a very, very, very fine houseWith two cats in the yardLife used to be so hardNow everything is easy ’cause of youAnd ourI’ll light the fireWhile you place the flowers in the vaseThat you bought today
They lyrics aren’t really all that similar. Here is “Our House” by Madness:Father wears his Sunday bestMother’s tired, she needs a restThe kids are playing up downstairsSister’s sighing in her sleep (ah)Brother’s got a date to keep, he can’t hang aroundOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of ourOur house, it has a crowdThere’s always something happeningAnd it’s usually quite loudOur mum she’s so house-proudNothing ever slows her down and a mess is not allowedOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of ourOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of our (something tells you that you’ve got to move away from it)Father gets up late for workMother has to iron his shirtThen she sends the kids to schoolSees them off with a small kiss (ah)She’s the one they’re going to miss in lots of waysOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of ourI remember way back then when everything was true and whenWe would have such a very good time, such a fine timeSuch a happy timeAnd I remember how we’d play, simply waste the day awayThen we’d say nothing would come between usTwo dreamersFather wears his Sunday bestMother’s tired, she needs a restThe kids are playing up downstairsSister’s sighing in her sleepBrother’s got a date to keep, he can’t hang aroundOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of ourOur house, was our castle and our keepOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, that was where we used to sleepOur house, in the middle of our streetOur house, in the middle of our street, our house
She also starred in “Bend it Like Beckham,” so maybe it’s not a totally random reference (especially since hers is the first name mentioned after Beckham.)
I came here to say that he must be an immigrant since Trump said they weren’t “people” a few days ago. So no, you shouldn’t hold back.