So I mentioned that I had a bit too much fun at a wedding this weekend and, as a result, I can't talk now. This is Day 2 of being a mute and let me tell you, I don't much care for this. Imagine the Hulk, unable to yell, forced to be completely quite or speak in a low whisper. It's just not natural.
Life as a mute sucks. I have to whisper to strangers when I order food/coffee. I can't use the fuckin phone, unless it's in a whisper... and that's sorta creepy for the person on the other end. I also can't bitch and rant (see: HCC) like I normally do.
Here's what I think happened. I have been complaining quite loudly regarding a certain situation I was in earlier. I may have said some bad things. Although I normally fly pretty low on God's radar, he picked up on me over the weekend because I was surrounded with religious people that talk to him regularly. Anyway, He got upset and took away my voice so I couldn't bitch anymore.
Either that or maybe I yelled one too many footballs coming back from the driving range and then chatted up the godfearing folks of Ozaukee County too much.
Errregardless, now I know how people with dumb-ness feel.
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