"From 1979 to 2003 there were at least 27 wads of blue ice [big] enough to tear through roofs, smash cars, one even took out a church in England," - From the article: "So a frozen ball of poop fell from the sky — should we really be worried?" (HERE)
Blue ice. Frozen airline shit.
As if I did not have enough to worry about with all the problems in the world. Now this.
As if I did not have enough phobias, fears, doubts, insecurities and other emotional and psychological baggage to keep an entire very large staff of skilled therapists highly baffled but amused for a very long time. Now this.
Now this.
Now knowing I could be the ONE statistic just waiting to happen. I alone in the universe could be the very single ONE that the Gods and Goddesses have chosen exclusively to demonstrate to all the world their amazing array of powers by smiting me with frozen poop.
Never again will I walk outside without peering nervously to the skies and asking, "What is this shit?"

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