When I lived in Nebraska, my tornadocrastination almost killed me twice. Once I was sitting at home and I saw the big twister not too far away, but I said "aaah I still got time, give it five minutes sweetie" and next thing you know the windows started cracking and I started running like mad, and almost got hit by a flying telephone pole as I luckily found my way to the basement outside.
by Adel7 December 1, 2007