A few warm days (20 degrees) in February will do some interesting things to the rooftops. And by interesting I mean deadly.

There are some icicles out there that are man-sized. The word icicle doesn\’t do them justice – it makes them sound small and cuddly.

No! They are not cuddly, man! They are big, frozen thunderbolts from God, waiting to reverse-impale you as you stroll down the sidewalk.

At first they were nice. Kind of fun, even if, as pretend swords, they were useless. But when you look up and see a seven-foot popsicle that looks it has been honed to an angry point by the tongue of Paul Bunyan himself, well, that\’s just disturbing.

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