Our beloved Pilary is projected to strut her stuff, watering the parched paths all the way from Kaleifornia to Neverada, and even as far north as Fries Idaho, over the next two potent potables by those all-seeing forecasters.
The ultimate diva, Pilary in her divine entity, seems rather determined to make a star-studded grand entrance, rain plastics over Hollywood’s Walk of Fame, and get a little wild by the bay area like the Kardashians on a Friday night in Vegas. She has a dream, a middle-school sweetheart kind of dream; to go beyond the borders, all the way to Neverada. The love story of Pilary and Neverada sounds like the sequel to “The Notebook,” one that Nicholas Sparks didn’t get around to writing.
In her quest for attention, Pilary doesn’t plan on stopping at Neverada. Oh no! She has her eyes set on the spuddy heartlands of Fries Idaho. With the determination of an over-caffeinated squirrel, our formidable Pilary is set to extend her grand tour up, up, and away towards the state of potatoes.
The forecasters, already nesting their drama beans, have B-I-N-G-O board all set with states Pilary might stretch her waterlogged fingers to. As the weather roulette spins, you can almost hear Pilary whisper, “California, Nevada, Idaho…. come on down, you’re the next contestant on The Rain Is Right!”
To wrap up the forecast saga of our illustrious Pilary, remember the age-old adage that goes; Into each life, a little rain must fall, unless your name is Pilary, in which case, it’s your job to splash across three states. But who are we to judge? After all, it’s Pilary’s world; we just live (and get wet) in it. So as Pilary embarks upon her divine deluge, make sure you’ve got your rubber ducks ready for some serious puddle splashing.
After all, the silver lining to this queenly cloud named Pilary is that drenching rains usually mean bumper crops of potato fries. And who among us can say no to an extra helping of fries? So, bring it on, Pilary, the Fries Idaho people are waiting with their potato peelers!
