Few things fill me with as strong a sense of foreboding as seeing this big angry red graphic when I turn on the Weather Channel. Even if I couldn't understand english, I'd know just by looking at it that shit's about to get fucked up.
It's calm right now, and I obviously have hydro. But wind, rain, snow, and a hail of locusts, it's coming. Soon.
I need to make a hooch run, then I'm ready (thanks for reminding me, earl).
It's calm right now, and I obviously have hydro. But wind, rain, snow, and a hail of locusts, it's coming. Soon.
I need to make a hooch run, then I'm ready (thanks for reminding me, earl).
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