When gusty winds and random tumbleweeds swiftly roll by your feet, you know its time for a mortifying storm!
by John Valencia May 24, 2006
by Deadinlivingform May 27, 2011
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