Life-threatening Snow!

[Brownie]

This poll will close in 24 hours. Also, feel free to share your stories of heroism as you stay indoors for 36 hours not showering nor leaving your PS3 as the snow of the century threatens to kill us all.

[Internet Apex]

We used to play the corners for dough. Rain. Hail. Snow.

[BBM]

We used to play the corners for dough. Rain. Hail. Snow.

A lickey boom boom down.

[Brownie]

Snow? Stormy Monday!

[Internet Apex]

We used to play the corners for dough. Rain. Hail. Snow.

A lickey boom boom down.

DOUBLE-YOU-BEE-BEE-EM!

[Bort]

Oh sure, guys. Deny the Snowlocaust at your peril...

[Gilgamesh]

Oh sure, guys. Deny the Snowlocaust at your peril...

SNOWPOCALYPSE!!!!!

SNOWMAGEDDON!!!!!

Exaggerated Average Winter in the Midwest!!

[Bort]

Oh sure, guys. Deny the Snowlocaust at your peril...

SNOWPOCALYPSE!!!!!

SNOWMAGEDDON!!!!!

Exaggerated Average Winter in the Midwest!!

SNOWTASTROPHE! SNOWTOMIC BOMB! SNOWVERREACTION!

[CBStew]

There are those of us who remember the snow of ought 8.   Seems there was a fella with a goat who got upset about the outcome of the World Serious, which is what we called it in them days.  This was like a tournament to settle bragging rights between the Natural League players and that new bunch of teams that had just started up and included fellers on the south side who didn't have enough money to put together a uniform and the only article of clothing that most of 'em had in common was that most of 'em tended to wear stockings so they named theirselves after their sox which was as good a name as any except that you had to have a good imagination to think of them socks as bein' white.  Anyway there weren't any set rules on how many games it would take to decide who was the better team so they just played games until folks stopped payin' to see them and this upset this goat guy.  Don't ask me why, that is not part of this story.  Now before that time Chicago was in the tropic zone which meant that it never got below 75 degrees in the shade except at night when it was pretty much shady all over the place.  I am not sure what all of this had to do with the goat but it's part of the story so I'm leaving it in.  Anyway this goat guy laid a curse on Chicago and said that from now on there is going to be snow and we would call it winter and some day they would invent a game and call it football and it would be ok to play football in the snow but no one could play baseball because snow was the same color as the baseball and you couldn't see it for the snow.  And that is how Winter come about

[Gilgamesh]

There are those of us who remember the snow of ought 8.   Seems there was a fella with a goat who got upset about the outcome of the World Serious, which is what we called it in them days.  This was like a tournament to settle bragging rights between the Natural League players and that new bunch of teams that had just started up and included fellers on the south side who didn't have enough money to put together a uniform and the only article of clothing that most of 'em had in common was that most of 'em tended to wear stockings so they named theirselves after their sox which was as good a name as any except that you had to have a good imagination to think of them socks as bein' white.  Anyway there weren't any set rules on how many games it would take to decide who was the better team so they just played games until folks stopped payin' to see them and this upset this goat guy.  Don't ask me why, that is not part of this story.  Now before that time Chicago was in the tropic zone which meant that it never got below 75 degrees in the shade except at night when it was pretty much shady all over the place.  I am not sure what all of this had to do with the goat but it's part of the story so I'm leaving it in.  Anyway this goat guy laid a curse on Chicago and said that from now on there is going to be snow and we would call it winter and some day they would invent a game and call it football and it would be ok to play football in the snow but no one could play baseball because snow was the same color as the baseball and you couldn't see it for the snow.  And that is how Winter come about

I love you.

[Bort]

There are those of us who remember the snow of ought 8.   Seems there was a fella with a goat who got upset about the outcome of the World Serious, which is what we called it in them days.  This was like a tournament to settle bragging rights between the Natural League players and that new bunch of teams that had just started up and included fellers on the south side who didn't have enough money to put together a uniform and the only article of clothing that most of 'em had in common was that most of 'em tended to wear stockings so they named theirselves after their sox which was as good a name as any except that you had to have a good imagination to think of them socks as bein' white.  Anyway there weren't any set rules on how many games it would take to decide who was the better team so they just played games until folks stopped payin' to see them and this upset this goat guy.  Don't ask me why, that is not part of this story.  Now before that time Chicago was in the tropic zone which meant that it never got below 75 degrees in the shade except at night when it was pretty much shady all over the place.  I am not sure what all of this had to do with the goat but it's part of the story so I'm leaving it in.  Anyway this goat guy laid a curse on Chicago and said that from now on there is going to be snow and we would call it winter and some day they would invent a game and call it football and it would be ok to play football in the snow but no one could play baseball because snow was the same color as the baseball and you couldn't see it for the snow.  And that is how Winter come about

I love you.

We all do. Except for TDubbs, but his opinion about everything is meaningless and we ignore it.

[BC]

We used to play the corners for dough. Rain. Hail. Snow.

A lickey boom boom down.

DOUBLE-YOU-BEE-BEE-EM!

WHERE THE NEWS WATCH NEVER STOPS!


The guy that came up with that is probably a billionaire. Or something.

[Bort]

We used to play the corners for dough. Rain. Hail. Snow.

A lickey boom boom down.

DOUBLE-YOU-BEE-BEE-EM!

WHERE THE NEWS WATCH NEVER STOPS!


The guy that came up with that is probably a billionaire. Or something.

He was transferred to Cheyenne.

[Internet Apex]

We used to play the corners for dough. Rain. Hail. Snow.

A lickey boom boom down.

DOUBLE-YOU-BEE-BEE-EM!

WHERE THE NEWS WATCH NEVER STOPS!


The guy that came up with that is probably a billionaire. Or something.

He was transferred to Cheyenne.

Where he gets laid repeatedly.

[BC]

We used to play the corners for dough. Rain. Hail. Snow.

A lickey boom boom down.

DOUBLE-YOU-BEE-BEE-EM!

WHERE THE NEWS WATCH NEVER STOPS!


The guy that came up with that is probably a billionaire. Or something.

He was transferred to Cheyenne.

Where he gets laid repeatedly.

Would that be called a "snow job" out there?