Would you THUNDER AND LIGHTNING already and have your big old rainstorm so that the barometric pressure that is pushing my head down, causing all the little spinal connections in my neck to collapse and crunch into each other, crunch crunch crunch, would RELEASE before I’m compressed into pygmyhood!?
*grumble*
I like the cool breeze, though, keep that coming.
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