Dear God,
i know you have a lot going on...war, famine, sickness, yada yada, yada...
...but, could you do me a favor? next time you decide to surprise the city of philadelphia with an impromptu nor'easter, can you text me? i would appreciate the heads up. the warning could inspire me to say, i don't know...wear trash bags, wrap my shoes in plastic wrap, and remove my mascara. walking home during a torrential down pour- so unpretty.
yours truly,
soaked and saturated in philadelphia
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