More snow?

Last week I was in a window seat when I noticed that there were a few white flakes of something on my shirt. I looked up to see that the guy in front of me was covered in dandruff. From his greasy brillow pad of hair to his dark yellow ear canals, everything was covered. I wanted to vomit, so I tried to think about something else. I stared out the window, but kept finding myself drawn back to the dandruff man, and all I could do was ponder “How does this happen?”

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