Who do you call

when you see a mouse at school? A micenator, of course. And if you see a rat on the playground? A ratinator. One last B-ism: what do you call it when it's snowing so hard you can't see the houses across the street, and the wind's blowing like crazy? A blistard, of course. [speaking of which, stay tuned for some lovely photos of a Colorado spring, if I can get my lazy arse off the couch to actually download them from the camera, that is]