I sound like a distressed squeaky toy that my dog chews on.
My voice is shot.
Every time I try to say something, I SQUEEK.
UGH.
My voice better be back by tomorrow.=P
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2 comments:
ha.
I hope it's like that tomorrow too!
then we can all tease you! yayy!
ha, and that's a good metaphor.
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