[has had coffee, so it's now safe to look outside]

What the...?

[is greeted by lots & lots of snow, & figures darting around in the most unusual outfits -- wizards, princesses, a prince or two on horseback, & is that a freakin' elf?]

Freakin' Template.

[shakes his head & then walks to the bedroom]

Dean! Get up, we have a brand spankin' new problem, ( Read more... )