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November 26, 2007
it's not a rain of toads, people
To my fellow commuters and the other drivers sharing the road with me this afternoon, particularly the driver two cars in front of me:
It's not snow or sleet or hail. It's not raining toads, fire, or blood, just plain old boring water. It was enough to justify turning on the windshield wipers, to be sure, but certainly not enough to necessitate slamming on the brakes to avoid the droplets falling from the sky, or whatever the hell it is you were doing.
Sincerely,
Kate
Posted by oracle at November 26, 2007 3:56 PM in the fourth year