It was late July and Bob and Ray were forced to amuse themselves indoors because of yet another heavy rainstorm. "The rain is falling down in buckets" said Bob. "Buckets?" said Ray. "I don't see any buckets. Why in hell do people say that. There's no buckets. It's like how people say it's raining cats and dogs. There are no cats or dogs in rain." "I'm not so sure" said Bob. "I once stepped in one hell of a poodle!" And they both snickered as Bob passed Ray the bowl of cheese doodles. "Why do we say those things during a heavy rain" asked Ray. "You think those are bad" commented Bob. "In Argentina they say 'It's raining dung head-frost'" "That's pretty shitty"said Ray. "And in Denmark that say 'It's raining cobbler boys'" said Bob to which Ray replied "Eyelet that one pass." "Okay" said Bob "Moving right ...