Then of course you have all the idiots driving around at like 80 threatening to ram into my pretty little car. And the ones who were mad at my 10 MPH pace and would get all up on my ass, pressuring me…go AROUND jackass!!
Our cities are not able to deal with this shit. We put sand on the ice. Now, I’m sure sand serves some function that I’m not aware of, like "traction" or "decoration," but the only thing I could tell that it did was make brown ice. Confusing as hell. Oh, look! That area isn’t icy, it’s dirt. Noooo motherfucker, it’s BROWN ICE. I don’t get the logic behind that one.
Another thing I still don’t understand, but have heard a lot lately, “black ice.” I don’t know exactly what it is, but I’m fairly certain that it is ice made by Satan that will magically appear in front of you when you least expect it. I can assure you that I did encounter quite a bit of Satan ice.
The way home from work was no better, as the temperature didn’t exceed 23 for the day. I at least fared better than Shanna on her way home. She was taken out by a speeding psychiatrist from our work, surprise, surprise.
|Icy car fire ensued.|
Then we woke up this morning to this:
|Rebecca's G-Ride stuck in snow 5 feet out of her parking space. Sweeet! At least she tried, right?|
|That's a negative, Red Rider.|
My brother sent me this diagram that explains exactly how we southerners feel about snow days:
|Nails it on the head. Sorry it's all crazy, sterroid big but I wanted you to be able to read it. You're welcome.|
While doing my research I found that some of the country is making fun of us here in The South:
|Got this from failblog. Guess what? Dallas had to borrow snow plows from other cities because they had zero.|
|This came from a Seattle, Washington newspaper, Komo News. Article was titled, "Southerners Struggle in Heavy Snow." Jerks.|
Well guess what, Washington, we’re not used to it. Give us a break, Yo!
I'll leave you with a few other random pictures from The Great Freeze of 2011. I'm sure there will be more before this is all over. Sheesh.
|True love? When they pump gas for you during a Thunder Snow because you let your tank run allll the way down to below empty because, "It's too cold to get gas!"|
|The only place open during a Thunder Snow? Good ol' Whataburger. We can always count on you, my love! |