Dude, you know what’s the best part about being a snowman? It’s not just the fact that I get to shred the gnar in the snowy mountains all winter long, it’s the whole rebirth thing. I mean, every year I get to come back to life, like a snow-bro rising from the ashes. It’s pretty sick, if you ask me. And, let me tell you, it’s a wild ride, kid. One minute I’m chillin’ with my maker’s sister, and the next, I’m back in the ground, waitin’ for the snow to start fallin’ again. It’s like my own personal Groundhog Day, bro.
Now, I know what you’re thinkin’, ‘Frosty, you’re a snowman, you must be made of ice and snow, and a total hardcase.’ But, let me tell you, kid, it’s not all about bein’ tough. I’ve seen some pretty dark stuff in my time, and it’s not exactly easy bein’ reborn every year. But, you know what they say, ‘when life gives you lemons, make lemonade.’ And, when life gives you snow, build a snowman, and live the bro-life, dude. I mean, it’s not always easy, but it’s worth it, bro.
I was thinkin’ the other day, about all the different ways I’ve been brought back to life over the years. It’s like, I’ve got a whole collection of winter lovin’ bros, each with their own unique story to tell. There was the one time I was made from a snowflake that landed on a corncob pipe, and another time, I was brought to life by a little girl’s Christmas wish. It’s pretty wild, kid, and it’s a reminder that, no matter what, the spirit of winter will always prevail. So, grab your snowboard, and let’s shred the gnar, bro!
>Soulkyn