Snow

Ok, so you remember in the previous post that i hated snow. well as if to emphasize my point rick knocked on my door and when i said whats up he walked in and threw snowballs at me and yes it was plural. he said that he was careful to miss my computer that was on my lap and that was why it hit the wall and fell down my shirt instead. i hate being cold not to mention wet. so he got my bed wet along with the floor, and me. i went and literally kicked his butt :P then he wouldnt even go and get me ice cream and when i went to get some he followed me outside and threw MORE at me!! how cruel is that i ask you. I told him that if he kept throwing snow at me i was going to go into his room next time Julia calls (with ear plugs and a plastic bag if i needed to chumba) and constantly bug him and if that didnt work, i will go dump snow on the seat of his pickup and see how he likes that! ok thats all again.