Hot damn! I miss the old school days of waking up to see several feet of snow on the street with it still falling and listening to the radio to see if my county was mentioned in the school closings. Me and my bro would rejoice when ours was closed. Then I would go to the kitchen to make some hot cocoa, then slowly walking back upstairs to my den of scantily clad crack whores, complete with a jello-filled bed and gas-powered dildos.
ummm.... nm. Well the first part was true.