It's been pouring for days. Roads are flooding, people are building arks. Here's Marino's commentary on the weather today:
"I don't like this rain. We like the sun. Sun, sun, Mr. Golden Sun, won't you please shine on me?"
::2 minutes later::
"Sun, sun, Mr. Golden Sun, don't shine on me."
Mommy: "NO, don't say that"
::Marino laughs hysterically::
::repeat 12 times::
"Mommy, I think this storm is mad. Mr. Sun, I just kidding. I don't want to fight anymore."