Monday, 28 June 2004

Can you say "staig fwite"?

Yesterday I got to see firsthand just how terrified of public speaking my Dad is. He had to stand up in church and talk about his trip to Russia. About halfway through, it started to sound like he had no tongue. Apparently, his mouth had dried up completely. I think it's because he was standing there thinking "I really don't want to be up here talking right now", and his body just kind of granted his wish. I thought it was hilarious. Then he had to do it again in the evening.

Mokalus of Borg

PS - The air conditioning in the office is currently turning on and off loudly every ten seconds or so.
PPS - Feels like some bizarre experiment.

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