We had a great snow storm last week, and it blanketed us with tons of great, fluffy white snow that was of perfect consistency for snow balls and snow man building.
The morning began by perusing the newspaper ads ... Hmmm, what shall I ask Santa for?
Yes, he has a mohawk. And yes, his mouth is made of bacon.
Needless to say, he didn't make it long on our city street.
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