Don't call me. The Sexy Voice is gone. The Voice is gone. I sound like an old hag with throat cancer. In the immortalising words of Cheeky Monkey, "You sound like my grandmother." Thanks, dude ... Such a flattering image ... But you like your grandmother so I'm not complaining. Much.
So don't call me. I can't talk. Off to the doc's soon to treat the infection. :(
I so don't want to be sick. Comfort me ? Somebody ? Anybody ? :(
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