There is a small group of boys at work who play a game outside where they are running away from a (perhaps sentient) storm. They almost have the terminology right.
“The tormado is coming! Here comes the tormado!”
I don’t want to correct them at all! I imagine Bob the Tomato from Veggie Tales whirling after them with a vengeance.
Happy Tuesday!
Brad says
Tormado sounds like a product that would be sold on an infomercial. I’m not sure what kind of product that would be though.