Snowmageddon

Last week New York got hit with a big ass snow storm that everyone was freaking out about. Just as the first snowflakes began to trickle out of the clouds, New Yorkers pointed to the sky, dropped bags of groceries in the street, and bolted the doors of their underground snow bunkers.

Was it pretty snowy? Sure. Was it the coming of the apocalypse? Hardly.

But you know who wasn't complaining? This guy. Cause guess who got a snow day out of it. This guy.

Seriously, when was the last time you got a snow day? 3rd grade? 4th grade? I mean, we probably got 6 or 7 inches of snow (mayyyybe), and you would have thought frogs were falling from the sky.

To be honest, the city was really beautiful for, like, four minutes.

Luckily, most of the snow is gone by now, leaving behind the scuzzy gray crust that had city kids rejoicing in the streets, prompting crust ball fights and crust angels as far as the eye could see.