 It's not a snowman, Monty. It's my snow friend. Snow friend? Good grief, Jenny. Where do you get this stuff? For once, couldn't you just be normal and build a regular snowman? Precision of language, Monty. I couldn't decide if it's a male or female. So I decided to call it my snow friend. Say what you mean, mean what you say. That's my motto. Go stick your head in the snow. That's my motto. There you go with your adolescent trauma again.