It snowed in NYC yesterday and I thought everyone was going to start farting hot cocoa with marshmallows in it, because I got a dozen e-mails, IMs and pigeon greeting saying shit like “OMG! It’s snowing! So Christmas-ey! So Winter Wonderland-ey! So magical-ey!” Yeah, I must that admit, that even though my heart is made of The Grinch’s snot balls, I still like snow times……for like ten seconds.
In NYC, snow is pretty for a few eye blinks and then it turns into icy smegma like the shit Nicole Kidman probably coughs up. It’s not fun or cute trying to walk on frozen jizz. I never wear the right shoes in the snow either, so I end up grabbing on to walls, strangers, poles and anything that can keep my fruity ass from hitting the frozen ground. Froze fruit! I haven’t fallen yet, but my time is coming. It always does. Especially since I’ve already laughed at a little girl falling on her ass. Yeah, I’ll get mine and it won’t be fun.
Oh and try to look like you care when you glance at these pictures of Jennifer Aniston and John Mayer in the snow last night. Unfortunately, they didn’t slip and hit the ground. They look confused by the white boogers falling from the sky, though. Or maybe they are just trying to figure out a good “We Is So In Love” pose to give the paparazzi.