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
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?!
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.