Weird snow fell all weekend in and upon the Iron City. "Movie snow" if you will. The kind of snow that falls at movie funerals, or when a couple is proclaiming their love or breaking up. Big, fluffy, floating, gentle snowflakes. Kind of romantic, until that muthafuckin' wind starts blowing. Then, not so cool.
Steelers victory! Advancement! I hooted and hollered along with the gridiron minions in the break room at work. "We" are going to fucking destroy the Ravens next week.
It's funny how folks refer to a town's sports teams in a manner suggesting they're a part of them. They're not. Not even the coaching staff. Especially not the coaching staff.
Bla bla bla, and whatnot.-BK
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