[in a cabin in the mountains, Jim wakes up and bangs his head on the table he was sleeping under]
Alex Rieger: Jim, are you alright?
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: Yeah...uh ... who are you?
Alex Rieger: I'm Alex. We're friends, we work together.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: What? are we, lumberjacks?
Alex Rieger: No, we're cabdrivers.
"Reverend" Jim Ignatowski: I bet we don't do much business up here!
Sure, it wasn't as bad as expected, but tell that to the New Yorkers with snow on the hoods of their cars and no prospect of government assistance anytime soon. photo via
Now don't be like that! I had snow on the roof of my car also! Waited till nearly noon for gubmint drones to come dig me out but it didn't happen. Thank goodness I had some pre-happiness-for-all-free -stuff-for everyone wondrous new age stabilized gasoline for my not-yet-confiscated snowblower and two snow shovels for which I should probably be punished because who needs more than one. Surely somebody somewhere needs, but doesn't have, a snow shovel and I should have tracked them down and provided it. I am so ashamed. Oh, and able to leave the house and street if necessary.
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Now don't be like that! I had snow on the roof of my car also! Waited till nearly noon for gubmint drones to come dig me out but it didn't happen. Thank goodness I had some pre-happiness-for-all-free -stuff-for everyone wondrous new age stabilized gasoline for my not-yet-confiscated snowblower and two snow shovels for which I should probably be punished because who needs more than one. Surely somebody somewhere needs, but doesn't have, a snow shovel and I should have tracked them down and provided it. I am so ashamed. Oh, and able to leave the house and street if necessary.
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