During all this snowfall frenzy we experienced last week, I was walking home in the slush, enjoying my music. At the corner of Carlton and Ontario I see a woman cresting high on a snowbank (CityTV told us the snow would be gone by noon!). She had just ascended the street side of a particularly high bank and was looking quite unsteady at the apex of the mound.

I only saw her rise up over the snowbank out of the corner of my eye. Instantly I think “I should help her!” and raise my hand to assist as I get within a few feet of her.

That’s when I noticed the wig.

And the muscular legs coming out of the skirt.

And the square jaw with the 5 o’clock shadow. Adams apple. Check.

I got her down, after stifling a cartoon double take, of course.