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Storm's a-brewin'.

Looks to be a doozy of a storm, too. Sky's darker than it should be. Darker than it should be on a summer afternoon. Cool winds blowing in. Give ya a chill. Make your hairs prick up. Give ya goosebumps. It's a shame that these nice refreshing breezes always come in right before the weather gets terrible. Then all the sunshine comes back and puts that rain into the air. It's the humidity that'll get you this time of the year. Real shame that it's only nice before it gets all sort of terrible.

Best get to shuttin' the windows in the house, I guess. Get all that mold in the drywall if you let that rain in. Big mess. Make my allergies act up. Good thing I got the storm door in back in April. Need to be prepared in this part of the country. If you don't like the weather, wait 10 minutes, like my dad always said. Hell, last tornado that came through town touched down about 50 feet from here. Scariest god-damn noise I ever heard in my life! Like a god-damn frieght train was trying to find a place to park out on the road. Shit.

And I hate goin' into that god-damn basement. Never gets cleaned. Full of dust and agin' furniture and a bunch of other shit we don' need any more. It's like hiding in a smelly old nightmare from your childhood. And the monster isn't under the bed, it's outside rippin' up utility poles and crushin' houses and cars.

Hell, back when I was a boy, I was woken up in the middle of the night to go down to the basement. I woke up in my dad's arms as he was rushing me down them crickety basement steps. I was wide, wide awake as I heard a gigantic crash above us. The old oak tree we had growing in our back yard had broken the roof and started to push down on the wooden floor of our living room. We could see the floor crackin' above us. Before we could get out of the way, the floor gave way. Our sofa fell right on top of my mother. I don't think I stopped crying for about 5 years.

Looks like it might be a rough one. It's too dark. It just ain't a right color for the day time. It's almost turnin' the sky green. I hate these god-damned storms.