Second biggest snow storm in New York history. I don't buy it. But fuck it, it's a good excuse to sit around, drink Ethyl Mermans and blog' snow animals. What a life.
Blaaaahhhhh. It's cold but I can dive headlong into a car and it doesn't hurt.
Look at those giant glassy eyes and the tounge for god's sake, the tounge. How do these guys get around anyway? Put him back in the ocean, he's got no earthly business on land.
Cougar. Based on my extremely limited zoological knowledge, cougagrs naturally inhabbit trees in jungles and deserts. But what have we here. A cougar in the snow? I call bullshit. No, I call photoshop.
He kind of has that serious little kid look. Which is terrible. It either means that he's a nasty bully or he's been victimized by one. Believe me, I know. One of those kids that builds a half decent soap box car with no help. He's got his helmet under his arm and one foot on the car and it's all sepiatone. Half Norman Rockwell, half American Express commercial. Americana mother-fucker.