Ininewcrow

You know you fucked up in life if in the afterlife after you die … you are not greeted by St Peter … but you are greeted by Clippy

Then after five minutes of furious typing you say …

I’M IN

Usually, its from the freeze/melt cycle forming giant blocks of ice somewhere on the road … then the plow pushing a giant chunk right onto your driveway. Best time for this is usually at the end of winter when it’s constantly thawing then refreezing at night.

Somewhere randomly within those deposits is a large boulder of solid ice that is too hard to break, too heavy to move, yet somehow occupies the middle of the snowpile.