When hail slurpees make a river out of my road, I stay native strong. We need the na-moist-day.
When hail storms turn my road into a slurpee river, I just drop the pedal to the metal. We need the moisture. Na-moist-day!
Edit: when I originally posted it would not show the post text, so I added a comment. Now I see it is showing both. I promise I am not a Midwest-TexiFornian transplant!