When gusty winds and random tumbleweeds swiftly roll by your feet, you know its time for a mortifying storm!
Hey Megan, did you hear on the news that there's a storm a-brewin'?
the time between eating and having terrible, almost lethal gas
After his eighth bowl of chili with extra mayonaise, Jack knew that there was a storm a-brewin', something that Gartek, PstaKng, Stiltz, and Papa would not be looking forward to. In fact, he was too rude girl. 2-rood.