Oh, damn! [the incredible killer ice adventure, part 1]

Last monday I went with the whole gang to our rehersal room to work altogether on our new stuff. It was pure pleasure until the end of the session. Yes, we were so neatly inspired! But this isn't the cool part of the story.
Now, you have to know that our rehersal room is over a sort of really high place for the city's standards. You also have to know that in these days we're experiencing an amazing weather alarm (killer ice storms approaching from the hell!).

Equals = Yikes!

On our way back home our cars have been blocked by a MONSTROUSLY HUGE ice sheet for about 2 hours and half! Oh, damn!
Everything started at midnight.
We were all starving.
The ice breaking machine was nowhere.
The temperature was painfully cold.

To prevale over this (slooooooooooooow) event Figaro and I began a simply amazing-but-nonsense musical contest with the other car (in which were Bad Horse, Mr.What and Lyl), consisting in guessing the kinky singers' names of a local (and frightful) folkish radio.
Yep, in fact, at last it was quite funny.


Dramatisation


LB