Still Going!

As I've said, here is one of mine.
This one is of a tornado.

This story takes place somewhere in Oklahoma- Tornado Alley.
The Summers of Oklahoma are sometimes extremely hot. So for the first few weeks of Summer, George Bush Senior and George Bush Junior decided to plan a small vacation, as to propose their retirement. They decided to go to a cottage resort somewhere in Central Oklahoma. Since this Summer has not seen a single rain-drop since the beginning, the two George generations went out to an open-field cottage, where rain will most likely go down to their home without obstacles. George Senior said "Listen, junior, the reason we're choosing to go to the open-field cottage is that we have not seen rain in half a year. So please, let's find a location where if rain hits, we will be able to load up the water flasks to collect rain water." "Okay, but if a tornado does threaten, we know who is to blame!" said junior. "There ain't gonna be a tornado, look, there has been no single rain drop in over six months!" intercepted senior. So the two set off to set up their place. Meanwhile, Dick Cheney was living in the cottage. However, Dick did not see the two George guys but later. A month later, there came such a blistering-hot day that it took away twenty lives. The George couple, in the mean time, were looking at the weather report. To their surprise, the weather report showed signs of showers for the next day. George senior felt so smart, even though he wasn't. When the next day came, early in the morning, clouds of great density were visible. The George couple thought it was fantastic. Little did they know that they were in for a sudden and bad awakening. The George couple set up their van to go fishing. As they went on their way, they could see showers in the distance. Since their van had no radio, they did not know what they got themselves into. An hour later, the George couple decided to turn backwards to get some fishing supplies. In the mean time, the showers began to turn into thunder-storms of great proportions. Because the George couple did not have any communicative way of a weather warning, they went on, doing their own thing. On their way out of the store, they realized that the entire road was flooded. In the mean time, Dick went to the store, only in his bike. By that time the tornado sirens had already activated for a warning. The George couple had now been totally traumatized from their previous idea for rain to come. By that time the thunder-storm group had developed into full-scale super-cell clouds. As Dick arrived at the store with his fishing supplies and his bike. To his astoundment, he saw the George couple! When they finally met, they had to go back into the fishing store for shelter. But the fishing store was closed, so as the people inside can stay protected. This meant that them three had to find shelter in a barn just across the road. Seeing that the barn was abandoned, this gave the three an advantage. Because the barn was without a basement, Dick and the George couple had to take cover under the shed that was incorporated in the barn. Because the barn had a portable radio, the three turned it on. On the radio it said that five tornadoes have touched down. And the one deaded for Oklahoma was a category-five tornado. After about three minutes of waiting, the three could hear the roar of the funnel coming to them. In a split second, the barn was ripped off its foundation. Pretty soon, Dick, George senior and George junior were flying up into the funnel. The pressure inside the funnel was so low that neither of the three could breathe easily; their lungs started itching and burning badly. The only things that made them realize their orientation were the sudden flashes of lightning at the top of the funnel. George junior was nearly sucked up so high that he all-most got sucked into the super-cell cloud and drowned in water vapour. Meanwhile, senior was in his own troubles, too. As he struggled to get down to land, the suction was simply pulling him up. He grabbed onto a small but heavy chunk of workshop metal, about eighty pound at three cubic inches, which brought him back down slowly, without having a big surface area. George senior was the only one who had landed safely. After hours of struggling, Dick and George junior were finally just gliding in mid-air as the funnel was nothing more than a dense columb of spinning air. Covered in mud, Dick and George junior were desperate to find George senior. However, they were too exhausted to go search. Some time later, the Red Cross found them and brought them to the nearest care center. While being transported by truck, they, told the people that they wanted them to find Bush senior. After days of searching by the Red Cross, senior was finally recovered. After the tornado, the Bush couple decided to never pray for rain again. And they were to never plan a vacation at any place warm!