Everyone out there who is a tad tired of snow this winter raise your hand. Raise it high so we can see you over the snowdrifts…and yes, hands with mittens and holding up both hands are likewise acceptable alternatives to the one hand or the select finger.
Yes…that’s me. Note the grimace, clenched fists and steely glare…all key indicators that I am prone to violence at any given moment. It is not a flattering portrait I know. But someone has to stand up and say to Mother Nature – “ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!” Do you think she will be able to tell from looking at me that she better take her snow elsewhere? I am so over that chick and her power trip…someone needs to set her straight…who is with me?? Let’s go give her hell!
Uh – yeah…bring your shovels with you.
Day five hundred and ninety-five of the new forty – obla di obla da