Imagine This by Lucas Turnbloom for February 16, 2010

I had an expierence in my childhood like that. That much depth of snow, not the swear jar when asking for help to get out of the snow.

Let’s see how far the cold-blooded dinosaur gets

when i was a kid i recall walking through snow waist deep, but then i was only 3 feet tall

Ah, the advantages of being a plush stuffed animal; no weight to sink in the snow.

Looks like Robert will not make it to the next strip.

I once remember narrowly missing a tree while skiing…only because i sank chest deep into the snow :)