Snow F*** Yourself: The End Or Is It?

7 Feb

Nobody died. Nobody resorted to cannibalism. It was one boring storm. Other than watching the neighbors attempt to dig their mini van out with a tennis racket. Yes a tennis racket. There was almost no excitement.

In the end we got 30+ inches of the Devil’s Dandruff.

There is still an entire chicken left. The rum is gone and there are only two limes left! The horror.

The rumors are circulating about another 5 inches on Tuesday. Dear Jebus, how will we survive. Get your booze now!

I do want to clarify the picture of my car. The snow on and around it had been cleared off the night before. That was all new snow.


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