Wearing shorts and my pale legs screamed at the sensation of sunlight like vampires.

Putting sunscreen on kids feels like cardio.

Watermelon. The fruit that comes with a workout.

Every time we try to eat healthy, along comes Christmas, Easter, summer, Friday, or Tuesday, and ruins it for us.

Having a pool is so neat. All of your friends are suddenly interested to catch up on the hottest days of the year.

Play your cards right and we could be wearing matching fanny packs this summer.

I just tried on my summer wardrobe. The only thing I managed to get into was a state of panic.

Scientists say humans are the most evolved, but bears get to get fat all summer and then sleep for four months, so who’s really ahead.

Hey boy, are you the sun? Because you were a big part of my life this summer but now I feel like I never see you.

Being the forward-thinking person I am, I kept my winter fat through the summer.

Autumn at last. Sitting on the sofa all day with a blanket and tea and watching movies. Just like in summer, but with a blanket and tea.

It’s almost time to pack away the black summer clothes and unpack the black winter clothes.

Autumn is when men run around like it’s summer and women like it’s winter.

My grandad fought Germans on the beaches of Normandy. This was last summer and it was very embarrassing.

No one is excited to see me in shorts except mosquitoes.

I’m so glad when summer is over and I finally don’t have to see any feet on the internet anymore.

Summer is the time when it’s too hot to do what it was too cold to do in winter.

I’ve shouted so much sporting advice from my sofa already this summer. It’s very tiring but hopefully it’s helping.

Summer Olympics is just me swimming in sweat and wrestling with my sports bra.

I’m looking for friends with benefits. And by that I mean friends who have pools, boats and beautiful vacation homes.

It was so hot today, I thought I was going to be cremated.

β€œIt’s swimsuit season” I say, eating another swimsuit.

This summer I’m going cicada mode: emerging briefly from my house and being really loud until I find a mate.

It’s called the Summer Olympics so one of the events should be running in flip flops to catch the ice cream man.

I have consumed so much potato salad the last couple of days, I’m sweating mayo.

It’s so hot outside that when I opened my front door I thought I was checking on my oven.

I don’t need all of these heat advisory warnings on my phone. I’ve been outside. I have skin. I know.

Summer is here. Always put on some suncream to help the rain run off.

We used to have “spring, summer, fall, winter”. Today we have “drama, drama, drama, drama”.

Maybe I’ll quit so I can focus on summer.