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Winter Storm in Milwaukee
Yesterday they said the biggest snowstorm for a century was headed our way. They will say such things, but snow is snow and the flakes are so tiny, I don’t see anybody out there counting them. The dog likes the snow, snow hides all the smells so he has to pee like geysers to make a new dog map.
Last night the barmaid said “This snowpocalypse, not gonna happen. They’re all lounging round here thinking ‘tomorrow’s a snow day’. Well tomorrow’s gonna be a ‘take your hangover to work with you’ day.” I didn’t really pay her much heed, nor did the dog.
This morning we walked. The barmaid was wrong about the snow, it happened. We saw a snowman already, the dog looked at it, then he looked at me, like “Dude that is not our usual mailman”, then he ran off and made new smells elsewhere.
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