Scott, when we left Nate's place, I gifted TJ and Tony my ice rods because I thought I'd never use them again. Who would have thunk it?
So it was Al that jinxed us?
If he had just kept his ice rods, then these last two arctic air intrusions would have gone over Siberia instead.
I believe there are a few shivering goats that would like to have a word with you!
Rod, that ain't one bit funny. It's literally a NE Texas whiteout apocalypse, and it's all we can do it barge the back door open. Best I can tell, we're right at a quarter inch of snow, and worse, traffic is backed up all the way to Galveston beach. The horror, the horror....
Goats are shivering, and they aren't happy at all.
