When it snows…

The whole city shuts down when it snows in the Midwest. If the weatherman calls for an inch of snow, you know that everyone and their grandma will be out at the local general store stocking up on food. They’ll be sure to have enough food for the storm of the century. It’s crazy. Just effin’ crazy.

When it snows (like it did last night), the city goes in panic mode. I cannot explain in words myself how people here react to this headache from above, so I’ll let Bill Murray do it. When it snows, it’s Armageddon.


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