A blast of wicked winter weather had me wearing my tuque for the first time this year as I was snow-shoveling peacefully early in the morning with nary a soul in sight. I love shoveling snow(apparently, at times love shoveling shit too …lol), it’s very relaxing, and gives me a chance to think about things. Which gets me back to tuque, and how uniquely Canadian the word is. It is the only word to use… correctly that is for its intended definition. Can you believe those fucking retarded, dumb-ass Americans call it a stocking cap? Now why the fuck would I want to wear a sock on my head? Makes no fucking sense!! Sounds so disgustingly filthy too!! I mean socks are for feet, and come in pairs, not as a single sock. So strange, so weird … eh?