It's pretty chilly here in the Mississippi Gulf Coast today, and if I'm cold, I'm fairly certain native Mississippians are in the midst of agonizing throes, burning mattresses for warmth and eating their pets. Really, from watching news coverage you'd think people are experiencing the eleventh biblical plague-- cars are careening into ditches, off of bridges, into each other, and all for no good reason, because everything is closed anyway. Granted, there is quite a bit of ice on the roads, but for whatever reason, Southerners believe that if you accelerate fast enough, you can escape the laws of physics. That's actually how NASCAR was invented.
|Icy road/ POV of slipping and falling on your ass.|