Weather Girls - Its Raining Men: The

The sky over the city didn’t turn gray; it turned electric purple. Meteorologists scrambled, their Doppler radars spinning into a frenzy of neon blips. On the street, Martha and Bev looked up, clutching their umbrellas as the first heavy thud hit the pavement.

"According to all sources," Bev shouted over the sound of falling loafers and heavy boots, "the street's the place to go!" The Weather Girls - Its Raining Men

varieties landed with heavy thumps in the business district. The sky over the city didn’t turn gray;