This is actually like a cotton candy machine.

The rain was driving in our faces.

First of all, it's shading.

The icy wind cut us to the bones.

The strong east wind lashed at our faces.

Storm chasing is a very tactile experience.

I was looking out into the atrium, and I happened to see the date

(Which was very likely true.)

Down, down, down!

You know how I feel

Calm down, cat.

They're beautiful. They're bamboo.

It's not a fireplace.

Don't look down, you'll be dragged down

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low

Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low

Up and down in a second. Up, down, up, down...

The north wind held on all day.

The north wind blew all day.

The north wind blew continuously all day.

I blew my breath against the mirror.

And if your whistle's weak, yell

The wind rises electric.

In the chorus part.. I Gotta Talk To U something... And there's this Hustlin Hustlin I'm part.

Down

Down.

We had a show that just came down last week in New York.

The rain was driving against the windows.

He blew on his fingertips.

The wind blew against the sail.

The headwind blew against the sail.

This one is something that takes away the sheets from you at night.

And as the feces began to freeze, he shaped it into the form of a blade.

Callout

A callout

He picked a fight with me.

Touchdown! The Fighting Frogs have won.

What happens is every protein in your body is charged, so the proteins are sprayed in, the magnet spins them around, and then there's a detector at the end.

I blew on my hands to warm them.

Wind in the face, the first snow in the air.

Pitterpatter go the raindrops Whishwhoosh whistles the wind

Where the path of the wind crosses that of the stars.

Blow it! Blow up a storm, Fisherman!

I'mgonnablowmyhorn !

When the single blast is sounded on the trumpet,