Thoughts on the changing of the seasons

P. Chop: I love this time of year. This is my time of year.

Me: Oh?

P. Chop: I am at my most jovial this time of year.

Me: Really? I mean, I agree that I like fall. I love the weather.

P. Chop: This is the right time of year for cuddling. Summer is just too hot. The last thing I want when I'm hot and sweaty is some girl trying to snuggle up to me.

Me: I see -- duly noted.

P. Chop: Come on, you know what I mean.

Me: Um, no. I do not.