Let me make an addendum to an earlier post. This was 6½ inches of snow slush and ice, no snowblower, no salt or no salt spreader thingie was going to take care of this. It's 6½ inches and thick ...
It's 6½ inches and thick ...
It's 6½ inches and thick ...
It's 6½ inches and thick ...
And I think you know what point I am trying to drive home here,
but if you aren't quite sure, let me re-iterate ...
It's 6½ inches and thick ...
Sorry, I've been downloading sexually suggestive songs from Kazaa Lite all night and I can't be held responsible for the tawdry thoughts running through my brain at this particular juncture in time.
Baby.