Should have heard the cuss words coming outta my mouth this morning when I looked out and there was no snow. Or rather, just the same dusting that was there when I went to bed last night.
Where is the bleeping snow?
So yes. I am at work. And hateful. And hateful. And hateful. Is it time to go home yet?
Where is the bleeping snow?
So yes. I am at work. And hateful. And hateful. And hateful. Is it time to go home yet?
