SNOW!

Dear Other People in My Small Tennessean Town,
Four inches of snow does not equal pile everyone into your station wagon and drive your entire family to Wal*Mart in the middle of the effing night to get milk and bread! You don't know how to drive on snow, so don't even try. You're endangering everyone on the road including yourself and your eleven kids. You could have waited until this morning to go get groceries since the four inches of snow from last night is now mostly melted and gone, but NO! Every snowflake could signal the END TIMES, so we better go get that milk and bread! >___< Hate!
No Love,
Fender

SNOW!

Dear Other People in My Small Tennessean Town,
Four inches of snow does not equal pile everyone into your station wagon and drive your entire family to Wal*Mart in the middle of the effing night to get milk and bread! You don't know how to drive on snow, so don't even try. You're endangering everyone on the road including yourself and your eleven kids. You could have waited until this morning to go get groceries since the four inches of snow from last night is now mostly melted and gone, but NO! Every snowflake could signal the END TIMES, so we better go get that milk and bread! >___< Hate!
No Love,
Fender