I like my severe winter storms that just come out of nowhere in September. They're buckets of fun if you stay dry.
Someday I'm going to emerge from shelter during the spring thaw and just walk around foraging for canned goods and laughing myself to tears at these people flash-frozen inside monolithic blue walls of ice. You can imagine their shocked expressions. Waiting for the awesome heat wave that never came. Right up to the moment the barometer started spinning and ice crystals came roaring down from that superchilled cyclone overhead. I love that scene in Day After Tomorrow.
They'll never figure it out. Never. They'll never figure it out. They don't have the brains. I could link to fifty millions stories like this one up here and the majority of them would never figure it out.