#20: Rocks of Ice
I like nothing more than giant ice cubes in my cold coffee on a hot summer day. Oh, did those ice blocks come from the sky? Right. I suppose I’m slightly less enthusiastic about giant ice blocks that could potentially knock me unconscious if they were to hit me on the head.
Don’t get me wrong; I love seeing hail rocketing around me just as much as the next extreme weather fan. I just think that we should draw the line when it reaches life-threatening levels. And if giant hail is possible, what will come next, a plague of locusts?
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