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The first snow of the season is falling

It's got fat flakes too. The kind that makes you want to catch it when you're gingerly walking on your way to brunch to kill the hangover you've got and feel better about your bruised knee caused by falling 3 times this week since you have no balancing skills when you've been drinking copious amounts of very bad for you drinks because you have a mistaken sense of confidence in being able to handle your liquor brought about by a fantastic hairstyle.

Isn't it nice, the first snow of the season?