Grand Moff Frozen

Yesterday, we staged our attack on Hoth.  Grand Moff Tarkin started out leading things splendidly.  We blew up their Snowcone Station which I can tell you gave us supreme satisfaction.  We then began proceeding toward their main generator.  If we could blow that up, they wouldn't have any power.  No lights, no intercom, and no heater unit!  This would clinch the battle and we would control the snowcone treasure trove of the galaxy.  But unfortunately, we never made it as far as the generator.  We had two AT-ATs.  I was in the second one as a back up trooper.  Grand Moff was in the one ahead of us.  As we were waddling along, suddenly, the first AT-AT began to disappear.  I mean, it started falling downward!  Everybody stopped and looked down.  It seemed that the rebels had dug a basin in the snow and filled it with water which, in time had developed a thin layer of ice.  The AT-AT (which is not one of those vehicles known for being lightweight) had shot down into that lake of iced water.  When we finally dragged it out, Grand Moff Tarkin and all his crew had been frozen stiff.  Naturally we had to go back to the Death Star.  Grand Moff Tarkin has a cold and I wish his room wasn't next door to mine.  He kept me up all night last night sneezing.  Today, we Storm Troopers are going to have quite a job thawing out the AT-AT with hair driers.