As flashes of lightning burst through the dense gray sky, basso profundo blasts of thunder roll for minutes on end, and rain dumps down from the heavens, everything has suddenly come into focus.
Clearly, Los Angeles made a pact with the Devil many years ago--in order to expel the ugly people and achieve maximum sexiness--and the Devil has finally come back for his.
I mean, what else could explain a deliciously heavy rain? Or an earthquake?
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