It's Grover. Listen, last night at 3am the heat came on full blast and we couldn't turn it off and my mom had to put the air conditioners on and it's still about 110 degrees in here and, although I like heat and all, I've got PLUSH, WOOLLY FUR and 110 is just a wee tad too BALMY for me, OK? And I could really do without laying next to Pig and getting swine sweat all over me.
So, mom, get us a new apartment. Stat. Or I'm taking the pink one and heading for Alaska. I hear that aurora borealis is really something to see...