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Straight from the hardened streets of Twin Falls, Idaho, Nick Kosir proves at long last that the weather isn't just about pimps and hoes. In doing so, he also puts to rest all the nasty, circling rumors about rapping meteorologists not having any talent.  

Still, in order to truly gain respect as an artist, he'll need some sort of catchphrase—like, "Tonight at 7, my sex tape."