Neither rain nor snow..
Nor sleet nor dark of night...
Shall stay an Irishman from the swift absconsion to his appointed pub.
Have fun, Johnny! I'll have macaroni and cheese waiting if you make it home! Next time, can we move somewhere with a pub that has a ladies room, so I can come out and play, too?
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Yay, snow. It's not stopping me tonight, either. Roads should be clear by Sat night, just in time for another storm.
And holy crap, is that snow coming in around your front door??
Well, technically, yes. But the front door leads into the porch, and there's a whole other door into the actual house. The snow never quite gets that far.
(It has to do with the carpet we had installed on the porch. the weatherstripping on the door had to come off because of it. As it is, the door won't open more than halfway, but we don't dare shave the door any shorter for fear of letting even MORE snow in. Then again, maybe we could shave it and then put weatherstripping on. Hm...)
Awww...he looks like santi claus...
NO! Your local doesn't have a ladies loo? That is a sure beer crime.
I kinda thought he looked like Santa, too.
He looks like a pissed off having to walk to the pub in the snow santa
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