Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weinersmith for December 18, 2015
I wish my snowman were alive! What the- Who... What... I'm... I'm a mind. In a body... Made of ice?! You made me out of ice, you shit! I can feel myself coming apart! Why?! So I can watch myself die?! Is that what you want? It's not enough to destroy something?! The thing has to watch its own destruction!? Oh God I'm melting! You made this happen! You! Soon... Bobby, why did you take everything out of the freezer? Frosty lives here now!