My brother counted 47 chemtrail planes in one afternoon and now he won't eat at my house
My brother sat on his porch in Reno for 3 hours with a clicker counter and swears he hit 47 planes, all spraying in the same crisscross pattern. I told him those are just regular flights and contrails that fade, and he looked at me like I was the one wearing a tinfoil hat. How do you even argue with a clicker counter, has anyone else had a family member go full weather warrior over a lazy Sunday?