Extremely Normal

Snowpocolypse, snomageddon... call it what you will, we are officially home for the third day in a row due to the paralyzing effect that even one snowflake has on the Pacific Northwest. Granted, the five inches we have is more than I thought we would get... so the hype and panic is was not completely wasted.

Compared to what the east coast is used to, the amount of snow we get here on a snow day would be considered laughable. But don't judge by the amount. We here have killer snow... where delinquent snowflakes travel in gangs, terrorizing innocent bystanders and stealing their lunch money. Don't mess with a Northwest snowflake.

In preparation for what the media titled "Winter Extreme", Mister thought it would be prudent to hit up the grocery store before "snowzilla" befell our city. Apparently, thats what the rest of the population thought too. Mister sent half written texts, as if he were gasping for virtual air... claiming that people were stocking up with a years worth of food and enough antifreeze to completely melt the polar ice caps for good: