preacher35
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Greetings from Friendswood, Texas, home of the 6th and NEWEST ocean. I wasn't sure if anybody was interested, but I ventured out today, in my Runner and took of few pics of the devastation around my neighborhood. So far, my street is like an island as all of the surrounding streets and homes are flooded, but we are still dry. Never in my life have I seen anything like this and I have been through some really ugly hurricanes. I feel horrible for my fellow Friendswoodians, Houstonians, and all of the other surrounding communities. That being said, we are not out of the woods yet. Our neighborhood retention pond is now out of its banks and the rain is still going non-stop. What I am able to extract from the weatherman is that we just have to survive until about 8AM (Tuesday) (it's about 2:45AM central time as I write this) and the rain should begin to peter out. Until then, my butthole is puckered so tight that I do not think it will ever achieve its original status. This has been going on now since Friday and I am exhausted. I have only slept about six hours total, since it all began and quite frankly, am sick and tired of hearing rain. I mean, it's like I have PTSD: Everytime I hear the rain pick up, my heart begins to race and I feel sick to my stomach for fear of our house flooding. However, God has kept us dry so far. I am staying up all night and checking the street every half an hour to keep an eye on the water levels just in case I have to get everybody upstairs. This is really scary shit. This entire region of Texas is paralyzed and will take months if not years to get back to normal. Anyway, here are a few pics and I threw in one of the runner sitting at the flooded local gas station.
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