Mountain Climbing Can Always Be Dangerous

I was almost to the top of the mountain when I lost it. I slipped, then I tripped, and started rolling. Snow started sticking to me as I was rolling downward and soon I was a gigantic snowball bouncing down the mountain. Near the bottom I was a humongous size ball and ramped off some brush and landed in a dump truck heading up the mountain.

I finally got my head popped out of the snowball and could see the truck was nearing the end of the road, hit a patch of ice, and started sliding down the mountain. The weight of the huge snowball made the truck top heavy and it soon rolled as I bounced out. Now there are two gigantic snowballs rolling down the mountain. I could no longer see where I was going and just heard this tremendous crash.

As my snowball exploded and I went flying out, I noticed a house exploding all around me. When everything finally landed, I sat there in quite a daze. That is when I noticed two men standing there yelling at me. The homeowner said my snowball that I threw destroyed his house. The truck driver siad I destroyed his truck which lay wedged inside of a cave. Soon the place was swarming with cops.

As I set here in jail writing this, I ask for your donations in helping me with my cause. My bond is one million dollars, I owe for a twelve million dollar house, and a seventy thousand dollar dump truck. Donations are accepted at the local dog pound, seeing how I am going to be in the dog house a long time according to my wife. So please help me out so I can get back to my mountain.

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