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Dear Diary, I starting to think that I don't actually produce noise when I open my mouth and speak.
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| Hey yo, what are ya doin tonight ? I was figurin we could hang out and catch a movie and maybe get some brew and there's the fair and a quick bite to eat before we break out the video games. | |
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Either that, or my hearing frequency changed and no one bothered to inform me of that fact.
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| Uhh, I actually have six phonecalls to make, I need to get my van in, a script memorized for tomorrow and a lot of work to do before the week ends that's all overdue. | |
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| That's great, I'm glad you have so much free time to hang with your buds. You're the man, cool guy. I'll see you at the beach. | |
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Regardless, poking myself repeatedly in the eye seems to have the exact same level of futility.
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| Hey baybee ! Yeah, my homie here just offered to drive you. Ain't he the best ? *psst* Meet you at 8 by the far side of town and bring bail money. | |
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