Walking from the parking lot to my 9am class today, I commented to the guys that I thought it had started to snow.
By “snow” of course I meant little frosty sky dandruff. Barely noticeable. Trace amounts. Negligible. Trivial.
I hung around the College of Science until around 7:30pm, and then left to head over to HOGS and what to my wondering eyes should appear, but approximately an inch of snow and chilly temperatures outside.
What
the
frell?
Thanksgiving hasn’t even thought about arriving yet and The Whitening has begun.
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