Piss on this weather. For real. Next December, after Christmas, I'm going to smash my head into a wall just hard enough to submerge myself into a three-month coma. I mean, seriously. This isn't snow. It's fucking tundra. Tragic, when you can walk on half a foot of it without cracking the surface. Like Legolas, in Lord of the Rings. Which is.. kinda
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