Single Status Update
Only the dead may know peace from this metric shit-ton of early-ass snow.
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The weather here was saying we'd get 5-6, then up to eight inches of snow. Me and my dad-boss didn't believe them, we figured it wouldn't stick and would be done by the afternoon.
A whole day later the snow stopped falling and we got dumped on. I'd hazard to say we got closer to one foot of snow. But I haven't gone out to measure anything. All I know is that it's half as high as one of our dogs are tall.
Stop making Nanfoodle jelly for your snow.
You can have my snow Nan, if fucking makes me hurt.
Two straight days of shoveling it and everything hurts.