Native Son of The Golden West here.
Enough, effete Easterners, w/ the Sawks & Yankees, the I-95 jive, wind, rain & hurricanes. And Washington, D.C. & your poster boy for East Coast assholery, Donald J. Trump. Thanks for nothing.
Here in Gawd's Damned Country, there is no warning days before the storm. Any day now, in an instant, the earth will be rendered asunder, & I will be rendered unrecognizable pulp under tons of bricks. Yet now we are about to be subjected to days of hand-wringing & crocodile tears about water damage, knocked-over trees & missing roofs.
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