We are in the grip of a powerful squawl down here in NA.
The temp is droppin by the minute. Snow is tryin to breakout. It's not a fit night out for man nor beast.
I looked out and my dang garbage can was layin in the middle of Charlestown Rd. Sacks strewn everywhere
I ran out and managed to get it all picked up without gettin run over. Suddenly I look up and here comes two fellers in suits walkin down the road. They was young Mormons from the church down the road.
They said hellow and I said hi. They didn't stop to talk though. Maybe cause I was wearin my flannel pj pants that have polar bears all over them
One thing them boys don't let a little weather stop them
