First D.J.: Rise and shine, campers, and don’t forget your booties
'cause it’s cooooold out there today.
Second D.J.: It’s cold out there every day. What is this, Miami Beach?
First D.J.: Not hardly. So the big question on everybody’s lips.
Second D.J.: On their chapped lips
First D.J.: their chapped lips is, does Phil feel lucky? Punksatawney
Phil, thats right wood chuck chuckers its
[in unison]
First D.J.: GROUND HOG DAY
Second D.J.: GROUND HOG DAY