You Encounter a Monster

He’s in your tundra, buildin’ an army.

I, for one, welcome our snowy overlords.

Have snowball, will travel.

All your icicle are belong to us.

Alaska called. They want their snow back.

“A Snowclone draws near! Command?”

(look it up)

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