It’s Raining Men

I hate the rain of California. It doesn’t thunder, it doesn’t lightning, it doesn’t pour buckets that make you fear for you life. It’s just a neverending cloudy drizzle that makes you want to kick turtles. It never stops. It. never. stops. Scientist, seriously, bring a sweater or somethin’. RAIN RAIN GO AWAY COME AGAIN ANOTHER DAY, I WISH I MAY I WISH I MIGHT KICK THE SHIT OUT OF A RAIN CLOUD TONIGHT.


— the itsy bitsy spider crawled up the water spout\down came the RAIN and washed the spider out

52 thoughts on “It’s Raining Men

  1. da yay better get ready. i’m comin at cha. first i must sleep though…. so go ahead and get ready bay. i will awaken sooner than you would DARE to imagine! just in case you was unware… i fin to ghost ride the air bus…. YA HEARD?!

  2. At least you haven’t gotten hail. Yeah, it’s kind of cool coming down (albeit kind of freaky too), but it’s a bitch when it dents your cars and wrecks your siding.

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