The perfect storm... description
My two-year-old daughter Grace this morning, telling her grampa about last night's storm:The thunder was like dogs barking.
And growling.
Big dogs.
The lightning was like the clouds turning on and off.
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My two-year-old daughter Grace this morning, telling her grampa about last night's storm:The thunder was like dogs barking.
And growling.
Big dogs.
The lightning was like the clouds turning on and off.

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