Other titles consider:
- Oh Haiiiiiil, no!
- What the Hail?
- Hail for certain.
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At 3 o’clock this morning, I awoke from a dream where I was apologizing to my dead Uncle Chester for ragging on him my entire life, only to hear what sounded like large pigeons (possibly pelicans…I’m not sure) pounding against my roof. Looking outside, we quickly determined a few things.
- No pigeons.
- There was lightning
- Our windows were all open.
- My Beamer was sitting outside.
Couldn’t do much about the beamer, but we did have time to slam all the windows shut before the worst of the storm rolled-in.
Didn’t take any pics, but the hail was about nickel-size, and it rolled-off my roof like a Dippin’ Dots truck exploded.
