IdofEntity
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I've lived through five blizzards, dozens of major snow storms, and have seen meters upon meters of snow in 20 years of Pennsylvania. I'm glad you loved the sight of it Liz, but I have to be honest.
F^ck snow! F^ck snow and it's bastard children that are sleet, slush, and the ever deadly 'black as Margaret Thatcher's heart' ice that sends countless soccer mom's skidding into my backside in the least pleasant sense possible. F^ck the Noreaster that keeps coming back from the coast in a continuous onslaught of cute fluffy snow of doom, which sends me out with shovel and salt to toil in misery only to do so again the next day. And above all, F^ck freezing rain. That which pelts you with icy needles and then saps the energy from your bones as you slip on the slick spittle of the sky.
I want a muffin.
F^ck snow! F^ck snow and it's bastard children that are sleet, slush, and the ever deadly 'black as Margaret Thatcher's heart' ice that sends countless soccer mom's skidding into my backside in the least pleasant sense possible. F^ck the Noreaster that keeps coming back from the coast in a continuous onslaught of cute fluffy snow of doom, which sends me out with shovel and salt to toil in misery only to do so again the next day. And above all, F^ck freezing rain. That which pelts you with icy needles and then saps the energy from your bones as you slip on the slick spittle of the sky.
I want a muffin.
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