Snow-Balled

During Thanksgiving, it snowed big and beautiful on two separate occasions. There was a substantial accumulation on the top of my car when I ran to the store to grab a few things. When I came out of the store, local hooligans had hastily crafted a specifically and unmistakeably male appendage on top of my car that towered above all the SUV's in the parking lot. I'm sure they watched from their car, snickering and making jokes about "weinermobiles" as I knocked down their anatomic skyscraper. I didn't find it especially funny, but the 70 year-old woman I work with cried she laughed so hard. Eh.