frustratedI don't think I need to tell you this, but my sinuses have been PRAYING for you to dampen this place up just a little bit. If you continue behaving this way -- dicking with the doppler, sending mixed messages, and tricking me into semi-happiness -- I'll have to let you go. May I direct you to my previous post, wherein I wrote about a dream and really messed someone up? Don't make me do my Native-American Indian rain dance; for it is a scary thing to behold.
This is your second warning.
Sincerely, Tricked in Birmingham
cc: God
Local weathermen (who ARE really cluelesss)
Any/All producers I know in real life (t.v.; not radio or print)
