Haboobage
When the wind gets so angry it throws dirt like it’s a kid in a sandbox. You can’t see anything, and it’s all your fault.
I was walking to work when the haboobage hit me like a punch. Now I look like a dirt muffin.
The haboobage came out of nowhere and turned my breakfast into a sand sandwich.
I was trying to take a selfie, and the haboobage ruined it. Now I look like a lost sock.
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