Some would say I have an abnormal fascination with ice sickles. No reason to make stupid phallic jokes here, hot pokers in the rectum from aliens, okay; penis jokes--no. You have to admit, if there is anything good about the weather right now (I am really stretching to find the silver lining) it is the amazing ice sickles on my house. Of course, this clearly indicates that I have issues with my gutters/roof/insulation that needs to be addressed; however, these sickles are pretty wicked.
Later.
Madden calls.
I will explain, some other time.
Later.
Madden calls.
I will explain, some other time.
