Go check out the snow carnage on Gizmodo...makes you never want to drive again.Well, maybe.
posted by Lorraine at 6:03 PM |
Fantastic pictures. I LOVE a good winter storm. Can't tell you how disappointed I was that this one fizzled. I am going to move to Dunnville. I bet they get lots of snow in Dunnville.My word is "exost". I feel exosted. Time for bed
PS. Some of the comments are better than the pictures. One guy tried to explain the vertical car with:"I'm guessing they crashed into the ditch and hit a bump that launched car into that position and then the snow held it there. That's my theory"Ya think? I would have gone with the Red Ruby Slippers theory."Quavva" is my word. Some sort of tropical fruit that speaks with a french accent, I'm assuming.
oo, did you see the link for snow in Japan? here it is in case you missed ithttp://gizmodo.com/5718892/new-york-looks-like-an-apocalypse-movie-right-nowounde is my word. I had an ounde for breakfast.
Marcelle....you crack me up=)And this whole posting-the-word thing is funny.Odd bunch, all of you.
Chris Brown (NTF):We had surprisingly little snow here in Dunnville during the Snowpocalypse. That is because we are all clean-living, God-fearing simple folk. And I do mean simple.My word is litylaw, which makes me think of rules regarding who has to scoop the cat box next.
I'm back! Did you miss me?Sorry, had to work (to help pay for my new IPad). Love it.My word is "usable". Try to restrain yourself Ozziemozzieetc.
Yes, we missed you Roz! Webgod must have missed you too, because you got a real word. Snowpocalypse, was kind of a light event. My court got cleared before I got home from work. Made me park in the srteet and walk up to get the snow blower out to clear the MOUND at the end of the driveway.My word is grapt. I grapted the handles of the snow blower and held on.Carry on.
jmd,We don't have to scoop the litter box anymore. We have a (relatively) new puppy who has decided the litter box is a small buffet. When she comes up with little bits of litter stuck to her nose, licking her lips, we know the litter box is clean.That is an awful thing to see but... well... I'm a lazy person at heart so I turn the other... um... nostril.My word is "nismshn" which is, I believe, what djc said to his snow blower after it had eaten it's way through the mound of snow at the end of his drive.
One thing to check when buying a house...where the works yard is.Mine is at the other end of the street, hence we are the first ones plowed, salted, sanded and cleared.My first plowing on Wed was at 8 am, then at 6pm, and again before 5 am Thursday morning.So there. Nyah.DJW(my word is relly. Relly it is!)
Oh yeah, WB Roz.Were you with Gilly?
Roz, for the month of February I vowed to show more restraint; you are sorely testing that resolution.And just to keep the Twisted Sisters amused, my word is"precklled"; observant folks (Roz will be distractd by her iPad apps, especially 'Talking Tom Cat') will note that there is an 'e' within the first consonant.
While I'm here, why do people give WGJ credit for the word verification?
We had two "little people" city workers who lived on our street for a gazillion years (since croaked, I do believe) and our tiny dead-end street gets plowed early & often, including sidewalks (usually within one hour of me shoveling it).They were nasty little men, but they had their uses. Gill's been sunning her butt in Mexico.
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