There's acutal ice in Houston.
Man the barricades! (Or, if you prefer, Person the barricades!)
Go to the mattresses!
Man the crash cam!
Put reporters on the overpasses!
In parkas! (The reporters, not the overpasses. What the hell. Put the overpasses in parkas, too!)
By the way, there's no ice in Alvin. We're still cruising along at a toasty 34 degrees.
2 comments:
I tried to tell you people the end was coming.
VG
And you were right!
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