I was sitting at a stoplight one day. Across the road at a store with a dirt parking lot, a dust devil formed. It was a good 10-15-footer. A young mother picked up her little kid and tried to get to her car. The dust devil seemed to chase her. She zigged, the dust devil zigged. She zagged, the dust devil zagged just like it was messing with her. Call me a mean girl, but I laughed my ass off.
I was sitting at a stoplight one day. Across the road at a store with a dirt parking lot, a dust devil formed. It was a good 10-15-footer. A young mother picked up her little kid and tried to get to her car. The dust devil seemed to chase her. She zigged, the dust devil zigged. She zagged, the dust devil zagged just like it was messing with her. Call me a mean girl, but I laughed my ass off.
I bet where ever the lady ran made an area of low-pressure air behind her that the dust deviled was pulled too.
I bet where ever the lady ran made an area of low-pressure air behind her that the dust deviled was pulled too.
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