If it actually started raining men I think I’d just start crying and be really terrified and not leave my house and just curl up into a ball and pretend I couldn’t hear the slamming of bodies falling upon my roof under no circumstances would I think “hallelujah”
I was actually talking about this with my boyfriend once. I told him that I’d rather see it rain dicks. Much less painful; and much more beautiful.
He wasn’t pleased.