I got home last night around 8 p.m. from a weeklong trip. I fly out tomorrow at noon for another.
I NEED to go to the post office and do laundry. And yet, my bed that I haven’t slept in all week is so comfortable.
Tell me to get my ass up.
Maddie: Dude, you have something on your face.
Sam: I do? Are you sure?
Maddie: How do you not know? It’s all over your face.
Sam: Maybe I’m saving it for later.
Maddie: Maybe. Or maybe you’re just gross.
Sam: Listen, sister, you managed to make a slight mess, too.
Maddie: Yes, SLIGHT. I am SIX, now. Clearly there’s a difference.
Sam: Whatevs. Give me your sleeve so I can wipe my face off.
Maddie: GROSS. MOMMMMMMY!!!!! Sam’s GROSS.
mine has often been referred to as “sing-song”
I also tend to enunciate clearly
Kim once told me I sounded like Aisha Tyler on occasion. Best compliment.
A lady Seth Rogen with an occasional Northeast Ohio accent.
Ray Romano’s half-Indian daughter.
Daria as a 14 year-old gay Southern boy.
Like an extra from the movie “The Departed” or one of the sisters in “The Fighter.”