(Apologies in advance, but I’ve sort of had it …)
Background; repeat ad nauseam:
Snow, snow, snow, snow
Snow, snow, snow, snow
What do you get when it snows?
SNOW!
What do you see when it snows?
SNOW!
What do you shovel for hours and hours?
What kills your tenderest bushes and flowers?
What do you wish would just stay in the mountains
Instead of cascading for days beyond countin’
Like ashes or dander or other foul stuff,
‘Til you scream at the top of your lungs THAT’S ENOUGH!
Will we ever be done with this muh-fu¢kin’ fluff?
This SNOW?
Oh man, I hope so.
Posted by Todd in Blog Home, Uncategorized at 5:30 PM PST