College, the winter of 70-71. An overnight snowstorm dropped 3 foot of snow with 6 foot drifts. Sitting in my first floor dorm room studying since classes were cancelled. When suddenly OOMPH . It’s interesting how long it takes to extricate yourself from a 6 foot drift when you jump from the third floor.
We used to jump into the piles we had shoveled off of weaker roofs when the snow got too deep up there. One time a pudgy friend decided to join us on the roof and was concerned when we promptly tossed the ladder down once up there, it was in the way of the shoveling. When done we, as usual, jumped off into the 6-8 foot pipe below, from three stories up. We were fine, having some experience in this quaint local ritual. The pudgy kid did not, and he landed like a pencil, hands at his sides, and promptly plugged in. Right up to his neck in heavy compacted snow. Kid couldn’t more an inch. So, we, as kids are wont to do, started tossing snowballs at his head, as he tried to bob it around to avoid them. Great fun, for us. Got royally chewed out by the client though.
rmremail 10 months ago
Sorry, that’s not Occam’s razor, that’s Danae’s razor.
PraiseofFolly 10 months ago
Next we hear The Swearword of Damocles.
keenanthelibrarian 10 months ago
What goes around, comes around – told you all so …
Bilan 10 months ago
Danae the Eagle!
nosirrom 10 months ago
College, the winter of 70-71. An overnight snowstorm dropped 3 foot of snow with 6 foot drifts. Sitting in my first floor dorm room studying since classes were cancelled. When suddenly OOMPH . It’s interesting how long it takes to extricate yourself from a 6 foot drift when you jump from the third floor.
Count Olaf Premium Member 10 months ago
Wasn’t there a time when falling off the roof meant something entirely different for a biological lady? Told to The Count by a friend.
bbenoit 10 months ago
We used to jump into the piles we had shoveled off of weaker roofs when the snow got too deep up there. One time a pudgy friend decided to join us on the roof and was concerned when we promptly tossed the ladder down once up there, it was in the way of the shoveling. When done we, as usual, jumped off into the 6-8 foot pipe below, from three stories up. We were fine, having some experience in this quaint local ritual. The pudgy kid did not, and he landed like a pencil, hands at his sides, and promptly plugged in. Right up to his neck in heavy compacted snow. Kid couldn’t more an inch. So, we, as kids are wont to do, started tossing snowballs at his head, as he tried to bob it around to avoid them. Great fun, for us. Got royally chewed out by the client though.
uniquename 10 months ago
That’s the simplest explanation?
ChristineMurphy 10 months ago
I used to do that when I was little, but off the top of the neighbor’s chicken shed. Great fun and when we ran across the roof, we woke the chickens.
sandpiper 10 months ago
S-o-o-o-o-o Do they dig her out or wait until they finish their reading?
preacherman Premium Member 10 months ago
Kate is very well read. I’d never heard of Occam’s razor till today and I had to Google it.
Critic616 10 months ago
Harlon’s Razor
[Unnamed Reader - bddb15] 10 months ago
Really? It’s that straight forward?
luca.debus creator 10 months ago
Nailed it!
mindjob 10 months ago
Danae must be really good at snow angels by now
[Unnamed Reader - 14b4ce] 10 months ago
I’ll be Skiing You
David Rickard Premium Member 10 months ago
What in the wide, wide world of sports is a-goin’ on here? Has Danae learned the agony of defeat?
eddi-TBH 10 months ago
The thrill of victory and the agony of defeat all in four panels.
bakana 10 months ago
So long as she’s still making noise and not screaming in agony, everything is Fine.
It’s when Danae gets really Quiet that he needs to worry.