Bob and the Snow Machine

Once, on a cold wintry day, Bob was walking around Dryden. He was not very cold in spite of wearing very little. "It's like the old days," Bob said to himself, "Romping around wearing spring-like clothes, getting strange looks." And sure enough, he was.
As he wandered the residential streets, twirling in falling snow from the trees, gawking at people in their houses like a 'stalker', and laughing maniacally. This deterred any curious passerby from asking him why the heck a middle/old aged man was acting like someone six times less his age. Then, he heard the sound. A roaring, rumbling, musical sound that sounded chimes and trumpets in his ears. He walked faster towards it. Soon he was running, running like a child two times less than the age of what he was acting like. He saw it. A snow machine, one of those strange creatures with the fountain of snow coming out of it. He screamed like a 2 year old girl (notice how fast his age decreases), tossed off his shorts and sweatshirt, and started to jump around the snow fountain like a toddler in a sprinkler.
What can we say? I'm sure that the owner of that magical machine started screaming at him.....