The snowball kids struck back at me in the dead of night last night, around 8:30 pm or so. Aren't kids that age supposed to be in bed at that time? Jeez....I am!

Heard some noise outside in my driveway about that time, (giggling, snickering, and snorting) so I looked out the front window to see my truck buried in snow. COMPLETELY covered....top to tires and front hood to back of pick-up bed. Now, yes it was snowing, but not that much. Three little figures are scurrying across the street, carrying snow shovels, and laughing all the way. Just like Jingle Bells.

"Z%#P*&^" I yell at them.

"Have fun shoveling, Mr. F!" they yell back at me.

HA...the laughs on them. I don't have to go anywhere for a few days and maybe by then the snow will melt off my truck. But, the extended forecast is for more snow and temperatures in the low 20's. Don't think that's gonna do it.

Gonna have to shovel a truck out.

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Gotta give props to the kids, even though one of them is a Vikings fan. That's a good practical joke to play on someone.

Won't work out here. You gotta drive four hours to get to snow here.

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dirty little "Z%#P*&^"

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