Snow!
You know, it's freakin' snowing like Dickens out there. Why am I at work?
Why am I not home, snuggled in my feety pajamas at the base of the wood stove, playing with my legos while drinking some hot coco (appropriately Irished up).
Sometimes, I hate being a responsible adult

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You know, it's not snowing out here, but that's still an awesome idea. I hope you don't mind if I steal it.
Rock on, everyone should hunker down and get a light buzz on.
I got half of this whole deal. I got to play with my stuff (despite TheBoy trying to hog the cool parts) and a couple of beers.
No feety pajamas though.
Fire's going good, snow's stop and it's freaking Christmas Card out there.
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