You suck, Iowa Snow Gods! You suck hard!

I've been wanting to dance all freaking winter, stranded up in the icy norths of Ames and every time I try to pull a carpool together for a Java Joe's night you come blustering through like an enormous three-car-pile-up party pooper!

Must I always risk death, devastation and degradation just for a dance? This has been a sucky, sucky winter.

Your persistent thwarting will only make my victory all the more sweet!

FU ISG!

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"What is within shall now be without. / Don't just dance - you must throw down."

| Sarah |