I wish it would snow here. I’ve seen snow ::counting:: six times, and a couple of those times shouldn’t really count (like the time it snowed half an inch when I was in fifth grade). They’d have to close EVERYTHING, because no one would go anywhere. We’d all be outside, playing.
You’d be a cheap date. All I’d have to do is take you to Sizzler and let you graze at the salad bar. Out of deference to your sensibilities, I’d just eat salad too, though I might get a hamburger to go for later! (This is just my fantasy. You live in Virginia, I live in Southern California. It’s possible we could meet, but…)
The rest of you: If you think Southerners drive badly in snow, you should see Angelenos trying to drive in rain! Every time it rains, the TV News clowns report there were more accidents than usual that day. Maybe the water is causing the built-up oil on the roads to float and the roads are slicker than usual. Still, you’d think people would remember to drive more carefully in the rain. Idiots!