GADZOOOOOOUUUUKS! GLEN!
I haven't experienced 30 to 40 below 0 since I was a junior in High School...waaaay back in 1956 in Collins Iowa.
We had a week of high winds, drifting snow that piled itself up to the 2nd story of our rental home.
We had an unheated garage where we stored our 1953 Chrysler.
I will never forget that one morning when the temp. was 35 below 0...I went out to the garage...pulled out the "heated dipstick heater" open the car door, PLOPPED myself down on the brand new "clear plastic" covered front seat cushion to start the engine for a warm up.
WHAT A SHOCK AND SURPRISE at the moment I sat my skinny little tight azzzz down on that frozen plastic covered seat cover!
THAT SHINEY THIN CLEAR PLASTIC SEAT COVER "SHATTERED INTO KAGILLION' TINY PIECES OF SUGAR & GLASS LIKE SHARDS accented by an explosion that sounded like a large firecracker.
My twin sister and grandmother were in the kitchen and heard the NOISE AND MY PAINFUL SCREAM OF SHOCK and came running out to see what had just happened.
While sweeping out the car...
I noticed my opened can of tennis balls that were sitting in the back seat. One ball was on the floor,
so I took it out of the car and noticing that it was also frozen stiff like a billard ball. Just for the fun of it...I threw it against the concrete drive way, just to watch it break into a couple of pieces!!!
(BARE BOTTOM LINE:) and to my surprise... I had a pretty ugly black bruise on my right butt cheek for the memory.
That afternoon in Science class....I wanted to show to show off my back side to my first love..Daisy May Maxwell just to illustrate what had occurred earlier that morning.
THANKFULLY our science teacher, class and Daisy May...declined my generous offer of enlightenment and illustration.
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