Another in a continuing series of nonsensical randomness. The “rules” are here.
907-4: Freeze, thaw, freeze, thaw–devilish boreal fairies, lacking banana peels to scatter, knead the damp patches on stairs and sidewalks into treacherous teflon deathtraps. With fearful caution, I pick my way through the icy minefield, but not carefully enough. Swish! Bang! Ouch!