As I was taking Maddy to school this morning, we watched my ambient temperature indicator (or "thermometer, if you want to go all vintage-speak) drop from a starting temperature of 52 degrees inside the garage to 0 degrees, in about 5 minutes. People, that's cold.
Or as PaPa says, it's colder than a well-digger's butt out there.
So tell me, what are your favorite eupheisms for bone-chilling cold? Leave 'em in the comments.