Why don't you guys like fog?

I've just been thinking of this, between the fella who posted his own for story and the fog that has rolled into my town recently. At least he got one thing right - pictures don't do it justice. But no, he thinks the fog is malicious, and it isn't.
Why don't you folks like fog? It's very nice. The only conflict I have with fog is wether I should breathe through my mouth or through my nose, deciding wether I will experience the brisk, lovely smell or the taste of refreshing moisture.
Why don't you like fog? It's very nice to me. It's like a blanket being put around you; cool but heartwarming. It's very calming, inviting actually. Fog makes me so happy. Even though people are scared of it, its still nice to us.
Why don't you like fog? It's a really good friend. Fog sticks around to comfort me when I'm tired and lonely. When I'm sad, fog wraps its arms around me. I love foggy days, they cheer me up. The rain even stopped this morning right before I left, like the fog wants me to be happy. That's because it does. The fog is just here to be nice, because it likes us. The fog cares about us. So why are you guys so mean to him? I can't wait to get off the bus, so I can be in the fog again.
Ooh, I just looked up and the fog is even thicker, you can only see a couple of meters now. Maybe 12 feet or shorter. So peaceful, so calming. So tell me, why don't you like fog? It's like a cool hug, so inviting. Why don't you join me in the fog? I'd quite like it. I think the fog would too. Fog's quite wonderful, don't you think?
I don't like this building. It's so big, like the town, but they don't let the fog in. I'd like it better if they did that. It's always too warm or too cold in here, not a nice, stable temperature like the fog. I'd rather do my work in the fog. It's so nice out, and I'm stuck in here, away from the fog. I wish I was with the fog, happy and comfortable. Instead I'm here. I already miss the fog. I wish I could let him in, but whenever I open a door, the hot air blows him back. I wonder if the fog knows I'd rather be out there. Maybe it does. I love fog. Fog's quite wonderful, don't you think? I wish I could go outside.
I like the fog. I wish I could go outside. I suppose I could, but I would get locked out. That wouldn't be good. Hopefully the fog will be thicker when I leave. Honestly, who wouldn't like fog? I sure do. I'm kind of sad I'm not out there. I already miss him. Fog's quite wonderful, don't you think?
Why don't you guys like fog? He's never done anything bad. Why don't you guys like fog? Fog's quite wonderful once you get to know him. Why don't you guys like fog? Fog's quite wonderful, don't you think? Fog sure is wonderful. Say, why don't we all just walk out into the fog? All of us at once? We wouldn't get in trouble. We would all be happy, though. Fog makes me happy.
Why don't you guys like fog? Fog is quite wonderful, don't you think? Yeah, fog sure is wonderful. Fog's quite wonderful, don't you think? Maybe everyone shouldn't go out into the fog. The smell of people might drown out its smell. I suppose wether or not you go onto the fog is your decision. I sure want to. Fog's quite wonderful, don't you think?

I've never been too outdoorsy, but I've always loved fog. In a plutonic way, of course. Fog is nice to me. Fog makes me so happy. Fog sure is wonderful, don't you think? $[% @@ ×[,#÷=$,( ? La niebla es maravillosa, ¿no crees?

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