The "lightning-fried-cow" ex-farmer guy I work with now has a very long and detailed story about his parents farm being hit by a tornado during the recent storms. He has in-depth information on how many trees were shredded, which direction the barn went, and even has approximate dimensions of the "burn pile" they made from the debris. He's talked at length about the processes of removing silo parts from ditches, mending fences, and looking for pigs in the nearby woods.
I have learned quite a bit, actually.
Like for instance, as exciting as tornadoes are, after the eighth telling or so, they get pretty mundane, and eventually turn downright boring.
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