
I’ve been really lucky to miss most of the crazy weather, but about a half hour ago I hit this massive wall of green clouds that totally looked like the beginning of a funnel cloud.
People started pulling over but I kept going for a bit, starting to get kinds freaked out. I’ve been trying to lay off the junk food, but at that point I was like, fuck it, if this is going to be the end I’m gonna enjoy it, and started inhaling cheetos.
I pulled over at a rest stop where everyone had got out of their cars to watch the storm. I got out and joined them, clutching my gigantic bag of flamin’ hot cheetos like it was my blankie. The storm passed in 5 minutes and now I’m in Cooter, Arkansas. Cooter, haha.
Ha. Cooter.