As you wipe the crust-bunnies from your eyes due to a late night bender and random debauchery, you focus on the alarm clock that’s been sounding off for a solid half-hour. Reality soon rushes in and you suddenly realize that you’re late for work. You spring from the bed like a man possessed, put on your least dirty shirt, chug some mouthwash and run out the door… only to find your truck covered in a thick layer of winter wonderland. It’s moments like this you will wish you had the IceDozer.
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