So, just in case you already had your fear-plate filled with various ways you don't feel like dying (zombies, outbreak of a mutant flu-like virus, tropical ocean water attacking you because you offended Poseidon by peeing near a protected coral reef...you know, basic stuff), you might want to pull out a dessert dish because now you have something called an Ice Tsunami about to ruin whatever calm you had about snow to place upon it.
Yeah, that's right a fucking Ice Tsunami.
Apparently these things like to come at you, granted somewhat slowly to infuse a sense of harmlessness about themselves, until you, your house and all your shit have been "Frosted" (I really should trademark that Ice Tsunami phrase...).
Look nature, I don't have time to deal with this, nor do I even want to, so could we call a truce and simply have you kill me via a tornado or lightening strike? 'Cause that I can deal with.
Video of said scientific impossibility dressed up like a massive Snoopy Sno-Cone Maker tragedy after the break.
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