SirSamuel

You have to go faster to get on top of the snow. Like a speedboat. Especially in a rear wheel drive vehicle. I recommend the Dodge Viper

(/jk, in case it wasn't obvious)

All jokes aside, there's a vast difference between driving slower in inclement weather and doing 10 mph in a 40, as the top commenter suggested. Now, was my original comment a bit of a shitpost? A little tongue-in-cheek? Sure!

At the end of the day, we just want to get home safe. But if conditions are bad enough to be doing 1/4 of the speed limit just to be safe? Stay home. People that drive that too slow in the snow are just as dangerous as those that drive too fast. And it's not just ability, but equipment as well

Yo Squid, this is TIL, not No context comics

(Just kidding, keep posting you legend)

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I'm not out there tailgating people and passing, but I'm sure as hell wishing they'd piss off back home and let those that know how to drive get where they're going

I don't care what you think, and I'll die on this ditch.

HILL! This… damnit

So you're the dickweed out on the roads doing 10 mph in the snow.

Stay home

Some of us know how to drive in the snow

(Slow on ice is acceptable, but if it's an ice storm, stay home anyway. No reason to wind up in a ditch because you wanted Twinkies)

Dude, he wasn't playing an Indian! He clearly says that his ancestors are from Pittsburgh

(is /s necessary here? Eh, I'll put it in anyway)

/s

Imagine being an animated skeleton.

Imagine that skeleton has a thin layer of nerves over the bones. You know, for touching things

Imagine being allergic to gluten

Imagine your bones itching because your asshole roommate gave you glutenous snacks

"tHeY'Ll jUsT FaLl rIgHt tHrOuGh"

That necromancer was a dick btw

Acht, nae fairies! Pictsies! Nae flitty flitty

Hehehe, I like your funny words, magic man

Isle 6, between the tchotchkes and the ramen.

But the best stuff is next door at the Ace Hardware. The ones by the Duracell batteries are best

Phone home!

Phone hoooooommmmmeeee!

‘Was there anything else on the dinner menu?’

‘Vole-au-vents and Cream of Rat,’ said Gimlet. ‘All hygienically prepared.’

‘How do you mean, “hygienically prepared”?’ said Carrot.

‘The chef is under strict orders to wash his hands afterwards.’

The assembled dwarfs nodded. This was certainly pretty hygienic. You didn’t want people going around with ratty hands.

• Feet of Clay by Terry Pratchett

I learned to read a tape measure, covert fractions to decimal, practical application of the Pythagorean theorem, and quite a bit about the application of dimensions and measurement in three dimensional space.

I didn't think it's bad for a kid to have a job, provided the hours are limited, do not interfere with schooling, and are integrated into school curriculum. Parents also have a duty to monitor the employer, and the employer should view the teenager as a trainee who might make the company money as an adult, not a source of direct profit.

So, you know, a fantasy