In the morning the clouds gather, and they sit and have coffee and discuss the daily plan.
Their conversions are like: "Yo, lets head on over there, and rain on those fuckers, after an hour when they have given up on their plans and got out their umbrella's, we will head on over there, but we wont rain, we will just block out the sun and be assholes, then we will head back where we started and rain on those fuckers again for thinking it was going to be a nice day. Later, we will head down south and be really windy and blow some shit around and make a mess. At about 2pm we will go have a late lunch, before heading back to rain on those fuckers again while they collect their kids from school, ruin their evening, and call it a day."