The result is that all day I've sounded like a cross between a chain smoker, the pimply high school nerd voice, and an 80 year old woman trying to hit on you at the bar.
Friday, February 20, 2009
5 packs a day
That's what my voice sounds like. I woke up this morning, and this cold of mine was standing next to my bed with a bat, which it slammed on my face to knock me out before attaching steel wool to the end and shoving it down my throat. Sorry, that's just what it did.
The result is that all day I've sounded like a cross between a chain smoker, the pimply high school nerd voice, and an 80 year old woman trying to hit on you at the bar.
The result is that all day I've sounded like a cross between a chain smoker, the pimply high school nerd voice, and an 80 year old woman trying to hit on you at the bar.
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