Arrr! Stormy John be comin' fer Mexico's shores, rainin' like a parrot with a bellyache! Batten down the hatches!
2024-09-27
Arrr, mateys! The tempest be losin' its fury as it sails down the southwestern coast, but beware, ye landlubbers in Mexico! Prepare yer ships for a deluge of “catastrophic” floods and mudslides that be makin’ a right mess o’ yer treasure! Avast, ho!
Ahoy, me hearties! Gather 'round and lend an ear to this tale o' the treacherous tempest movin' 'long the southwestern coast. Aye, the storm be losin' its fury, like a scallywag after a night o' rum, but beware! Some poor souls in the land of Mexico be advised to batten down the hatches and prepare for a deluge o' catastrophic proportions, aye!Arrr, they be barkin' about flash floods and mudslides, which be soundin' like the makin's of a real jolly mess! I can hear the landlubbers now, slippin' and slidin' like a fish outta water, tryin' to avoid the wrath o' Mother Nature. It be a sight to behold, I tell ye! The good folk best grab their buckets and shovels, lest they find themselves swimmin’ in their own backyards, if ye catch me drift.
So, hoist the sails and prepare fer a right ruckus, me mateys! Let this be a reminder that nature be a fierce mistress, and when she gets riled up, it’s best to have yer sea legs ready. Keep yer eyes on the horizon, for the storm be comin', but fear not, fer the sun shall shine again! Yarrr!