by Deadinlivingform October 09, 2011

When gusty winds and random tumbleweeds swiftly roll by your feet, you know its time for a mortifying storm!
by John Valencia May 28, 2006

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.
by Stiltzkin December 19, 2003
