It’s not uncommon for Chicago weather forecasters to warn their audience that the upcoming storm will be dropping that wet, heavy “heart attack snow.” Shovel wisely… or better yet, sit inside by the fire sipping brandy and wait for spring!
This is how I picture my last hour on Earth……Probably helping one of the neighbors after doing my own….points at the Pearly Gates for helpfulness….plus a guilt trip that never ends.
This is how I’m expecting to go ever since the apartment-dwelling snow nazis enacted their “thou shalt have your walks cleared by 10 am every day” edict!
Short story about the grim reaper being challenged to a game of gin rummy by a soon to be doomed gentleman in NYC. The old man wins the gin game and the reaper goes home empty handed.
edclectic over 10 years ago
Timing is everything…
Kali39 over 10 years ago
Now how else would he have approached you without flying?
wrwallaceii over 10 years ago
Look at it this way… You’re going out while doing something really useful.
wrwallaceii over 10 years ago
Your tombstone should read ‘He died with his boots on’…
KenTheCoffinDweller over 10 years ago
Unfortunately, as funny as this is supposed to be, it is also too often a very real situation.
Aussie Down Under over 10 years ago
Cause and effect.
Dtroutma over 10 years ago
It is indeed the season for jolly shovelers to meet the man in black.
thirdguy over 10 years ago
Don’t go down without a fight man, show him what you can do with that shovel!!!!
Shawn Black Premium Member over 10 years ago
I don’t think it would have killed him..
Ida No over 10 years ago
Yeah, this kind of thing just kills me.
watmiwori over 10 years ago
“Mnyeh! where would be the fun in that?” Life’s a b*ich, innit?
Reality,really? over 10 years ago
Game of gin before we go?
Arianne over 10 years ago
Would you rather he wait till the day after you win the MegaMillions lottery?
Varnes over 10 years ago
I think the Reaper is the guy in the snow plow that fills in my driveway, just after I shovel it….
pelican47 over 10 years ago
He shovels it clear down to the blacktop. My kind of guy!
keenanthelibrarian over 10 years ago
Half his luck.
WCLamb over 10 years ago
@wrwallaceii – At least it wasn’t the old saying “Well, he died doing something he loved.”
Linguist over 10 years ago
This is what comes from listening to his wife nagging him to get it shoveled out, so she can go to the Mall.
chuckercan over 10 years ago
I think he might be pointing out a place he missed?
dabugger over 10 years ago
Yeah, after all that shoveling Death shows up. So what is new?
jack fairbanks over 10 years ago
does this make him “stylishly late”?
BeniHanna6 Premium Member over 10 years ago
“Sorry, but that’s the reason I’m here.”
Nighthawks Premium Member over 10 years ago
Spirit, are these the things that WILL be or the things that MIGHT be?
Enoki over 10 years ago
He should look on the positive side: It was snow not cow manure….
pcolli over 10 years ago
If he can see the reaper, it’s already too late.
homerec130 over 10 years ago
Relax, I am only here for the snow.
meowlin over 10 years ago
“If you’d just let it melt, I wouldn’t have shown up at all.”
puddleglum1066 over 10 years ago
It’s not uncommon for Chicago weather forecasters to warn their audience that the upcoming storm will be dropping that wet, heavy “heart attack snow.” Shovel wisely… or better yet, sit inside by the fire sipping brandy and wait for spring!
Ernest Lemmingway over 10 years ago
Maybe the reason Death showed up is because you shoveled, smart guy.
PurpleIris over 10 years ago
Sick
Caddy57 over 10 years ago
This is how I picture my last hour on Earth……Probably helping one of the neighbors after doing my own….points at the Pearly Gates for helpfulness….plus a guilt trip that never ends.
stonehenge1951 over 10 years ago
Just hand him the shovel and hightail it out of there.
JP Steve Premium Member over 10 years ago
This is how I’m expecting to go ever since the apartment-dwelling snow nazis enacted their “thou shalt have your walks cleared by 10 am every day” edict!
Ida No over 10 years ago
It’s funny ‘cause it’s true.
Reality,really? over 10 years ago
Short story about the grim reaper being challenged to a game of gin rummy by a soon to be doomed gentleman in NYC. The old man wins the gin game and the reaper goes home empty handed.