I know you’ve endured many BN seasons, but even for me, the last few have been a complete molestation. Literally events just totaling .5 here, .7 there. The last one was just an unbelievable way to bend me over. So yeah, sometimes you got to put hour hands in the air and scream what the fuck, or in some cases, hands to the keyboard and vent.
And before anybody starts to get in their high horse, yes I get it…missing out on the storms we got, hurt. I totally understand. But imagine literally being shut out totally for 3 years and then getting a pubic hair away from a solid snowfall.