Why I remember back in... 47... yes sir 47, when I was two years old. We had here a bunch of snow that totaled up 25 inches or so and me be'in an inch shy of two feet caused so much ruckus every time my folks took me out for a walk. I got used to it... took some time though. Eventually... it all melted.
Sixty two years later, I look out my winda this mornin'... there it is again. Shit's back... but my folks ain't here. I guess it was a good thing... ta grow up.
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