In the Matter of Kelvins

In the matter of kelvins, I wish to register a strenuous objection in the matter of kelvins. I demand more kelvins.  It is 56 fucking degrees outside. Too few kelvins. This is a Pearl Harbor day, there's a little nip in the air (OH! LEAVE ME ALONE! IT'S A STUPID JOKE I GOT FROM MY BROTHER THE KLANSMAN.) and it is going down to 44 tonight and 43 tomorrow night. Now look: do not push me in the matter of kelvins. Do not fuck with my kelvins. I demand 75.