It’s the first week of school and I am now a shaper of young minds. What happens towards the end of the first day of school? An announcement is made that there will be no school tomorrow (now today) because of an oncoming hurricane. I lived in Florida during the 2004 hurricane season (where we were pummeled by 4 hurricanes in a row) and I no longer fear them. Hurricanes are stupid. It means I have to see Florida’s precious governor get on the tele and make announcements more often than I care to see his face.
I’ll punch a hurricane in its face and tell it her baby died in a fire. That’s the kind of sweet guy I am.
Hurricane Fay can suck it (8/2008)