When I was a kid we would get some awesome icicles on our house. It probably wasn’t good for the house but it was awesome for the kids. Every few years the weather would be just right and we would get a giant column of ice reaching from the second story roof all the way down to the ground. The ice was thick enough that none of us could shake or kick it down. That’s probably a good thing though, all of that ice coming down would have done a lot of damage to a little kid’s body.