Then there are the grumps.
People who stay inside, shivering with their blankets and complaining about "that goddam black ice!". These are the same miserable bastards who grit the roads before the council gets round to it three weeks later, thus reducing all the local ice-sliding children to tears.
I'd like to put myself in the first group, and I don't ever plan on changing. But I suppose my transformation into a grump is inevitable. One day, I'll be 90 and throwing kittens at the village kids- who no doubt call me a witch because I've come to live in solitude in my creepy little shack on the edge of town. Oh and I won't like snow either.
With change in mind, I've got some announcements to make.
1) I owe the world a punishment, seeing as I didn't blog yesterday! So get commenting your suggestions below!
2) Get out your hankies, because this punishment will signal the end of an era- it's going to be the last punishment on NotAllAboutBoys for the forseeable future (so make your suggestions extra evil!). I'm sorry guys, but I can't keep up the daily blogging and get decent GCSEs! But don't worry, I'll still be blogging fairly regularly, at least twice a week I think!
For inspiration, check out some of my previous punishments!