Foggy as F*ck!! Can't see much from the 16th floor of my work place window. Jack the Ripper would have a field day outside, if he could FIND any maidens who couldn't beat the sh!t out of him in this day and age!
Is that different to "fine rain what wets you right through" and "Little bitty stingin' rain? and big ol' fat rain? And rain that flew in sideways...?"
End of Days rain. Rain that crushes you to fine powder. Rain that dampens that powder to a slurry and washes it to the very gates of hell itself. I'm going to leave it a bit before I go around the shop to get milk.
