Haboobies
A windstorm that’s too lazy to fully blow up. It just kind of slaps you and leaves.
That Haboob was like my ex, it showed up, said nothing, and left me confused.
I was eating a taco when the Haboob hit. Now I taste taco and dust.
My dog ran out of the house when the Haboob came. He’s still hiding under the couch.
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