(With apologies to Al Jaffee who did it first and did it best.)
So, did you bring the rain with you to LA? Ha ha ha ha ha…
-Rain? Why yes I did. I had some extra room in my suitcase and thought, hm, rain or my fun fur…
-Rain? Of course I brought the rain. My favorite pastime is watching LA drivers “test their brakes” every ten feet or so; particularly the ones I’m driving directly behind.
-Rain? Yeah, sorry about that. But sunshine will kill me. I’m sure you understand.
-Rain? Damn, you found me out. It’s all part of Jonathan and my grand scheme to make frizz the next big thing.
-Rain? Well to be honest I found your LA rain a bit…well, trampy. So I had some more sophisticated rain brought in from New York. You don’t mind, do you?
-Rain? Crap, I ordered locusts. I knew that website seemed sketchy.
-Rain? You mean…that’s not God crying because of something I did? I’m going to kill my brother.
-No habla Inglese.