billski
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We need to start scheming now how to rub it in their faces when the big dump comes and they're in their shorts and flipflops. Grab the snow brushes from Walmart and sell them for the cost of a lift ticket. Then again, I won't be around these flatlanders when the big dump comes, so I have to have an automatic plan. ideaz?
I went to get lunch a short while ago here in suburban Armonk, NY. As I was waiting for my food, a young woman came in wearing a perky tennis skirt. She was all smiles and happiness. Babbling sweetly on the cell phone, bragging about having played 3 "awesome" sets in this simply delightful weather. Oh boy was she thrilled, and she was spreading her joy. The lovely weather! Don't you love the great weather?
I struggled to stand still and not kill her. I wanted her dead, dead, dead. I envisioned her blue face as my hands clutched her throat after she swallowed that cell phone.
The weather is really getting to me.
We need to start scheming now how to rub it in their faces when the big dump comes and they're in their shorts and flipflops. Grab the snow brushes from Walmart and sell them for the cost of a lift ticket. Then again, I won't be around these flatlanders when the big dump comes, so I have to have an automatic plan. ideaz?