I went for a meal after work with my friend - it was clear when I left the office but sitting inside Zero Degrees and watching the fog come down over Colston Street was very spooky - like a horror film!
That'll be the freezing chemtrails which fell on bristol injecting nanobots into your larynx inorder to stiffle your ability to communicate at a critical juncture.
(I made up the bit about nanonbots, but as it's now on the net it must be true.)
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