Groundhog Day Celebrant Pillows

"I saw my shadow. It made me look fat."

"I need to know what the future holds, at least for the next six weeks."

"An early spring was just a prediction- I can't actually control the weather!"

"Wordle in two! You hear me? Two!!"

"Al emerged from his man cave and saw crabgrass. That means 6 months of obsessing about crabgrass."

'Gee, where are all the crowds this year?'

"We're waiting to see if he'll see his shadow."

"I'm getting too old for this..."

"Well, you gonna spin?" "Ah, maybe after another Breaking Bad."

"So, are you predicting an early spring?"

"Punxsutawney Phil can also predict the political climate."

"I predict six more weeks of winter...But I'm sure we'll tough it out."

Never mind spring. What do you predict for the economy?

'Group hug anyone?'

Doc, I've got a phobia about shadows.

How to make sure he won't see his shadow.

We're waiting to see if he'll see his shadow.

"Hello, my Baby! Hello, my Sweetie! Hello, my Ragtime Gal..."

'They did it again - not a word in the weather report about an ice age.'

'Not only did he say I can circumcise him, but he also said there'll be six more weeks of winter.'

"Sick? No. Everything is fine. We're all just under the weather."

'The groundhog won't come out of his hole. He's too hungover from super bowl Sunday.'

"Look, Phil, I can see your shadow!"

'Being a migrating bird is great: My life is like an endless summer...'

Me... And My... Shadow...

Groundhog Day.

Room for one more...

The groundhog, unable to see his shadow, goes in for a cataract operation.

'I'm going to need a Margin of Error or I can't publish your prediction of 6 more weeks of winter.'

'I totally forgot what I was looking for.'

"I thought I'd clouded that rodent's mind..."

"Wood Charles, to you."