A fork of Rural Dictionary
Filling a plastic spoon with the syrup from canned peaches and launching it on the unsuspecting lunchroom.
Mauro: For the love of God! Mystery meat and peaches again! Heath: Grab your umbrella, because the forecast calls for the extremely unheralded return of the Peach Rain! Mauro: Say what now? Heath: Incoming! Mauro: God, I love the smell of Peach Rain in the morning! Heath: True dat! Mauro: Word to my niggas! Heath: Say What now?