Well, holy crap, that's weird...
I walked home - about eight minutes from the FMB bar, rather cold, no noticeable activity around the brothel, no nasty weather. I go around plugging stuff in and turning stuff on so t'Internet works, which takes about twenty seconds.
I go to the fridge and pour myself a bottle of beer, which I set down on the coffee table, within easy reach of where I sit when drivelling.
I then go for a piss, which takes me no more than a minute.
I come back and look out of the window - and the pavement, road and trees are covered in snow
And furthermore, there's not a flake of snow falling now - the street outside looks like a low-budget Christmas, all in the time it takes for me to pass water
(And yes, I've checked the time, and I didn't fall asleep whilst standing up, pissing, as a horse might
)
I walked home - about eight minutes from the FMB bar, rather cold, no noticeable activity around the brothel, no nasty weather. I go around plugging stuff in and turning stuff on so t'Internet works, which takes about twenty seconds.
I go to the fridge and pour myself a bottle of beer, which I set down on the coffee table, within easy reach of where I sit when drivelling.
I then go for a piss, which takes me no more than a minute.
I come back and look out of the window - and the pavement, road and trees are covered in snow
And furthermore, there's not a flake of snow falling now - the street outside looks like a low-budget Christmas, all in the time it takes for me to pass water
(And yes, I've checked the time, and I didn't fall asleep whilst standing up, pissing, as a horse might
)
to you denizens 
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