M., A. and Little I. in the SnowKing's tiny igloo (perhaps this is his version of a garage?)
Little I., mighty Northern explorer.
M. whips down the last turn in the snowslide. Little I. and I went down once; after screaming our lungs out, we agreed it was "too scawwy."
A. catches air at the bottom of the snowslide. He and M. went down that thing about 40 times.
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