
I'm not going to get into a lot of speculating about where this snow ... thing came from, but I can guess. My wife (who ran into the football room yelling, "Come outside! You gotta see this!") calls it a "snowpenis" and it's right across the street from our house. You can't walk out the front door without seeing it and speculating about it. Nice conversation piece, I guess, but when I see the neighbors again, I'll be wondering what they've been doing.
UPDATE: We just got home from a movie (4:30 p.m.) not at the Grandin Theatre and the snow thingy was gone. Couldn't tell if it was knocked down or simply ceased to be aroused.
Maybe its snowviagra simply ran out.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe you just need to look closer: last night's cold and the shrinkage effect and etc.
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