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100mph...That's breezy, baby!
Reminds me:
about a hundred years ago I went to my buddy's house. At the time, he was between homes, and staying with his grandmother, who looked just Granny Walton from the Waltons. I walked up to the door, granny had seen me pull in and came to the door to let me in. The wind ripped the storm door outta her hands and folded/slammed it backward against the side of the house with a fair amount of violence. In the most perfect, tiny, reedy, little-old-lady-voice, Granny said:
"Weathery out."
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