(WARNING: Most of these links have dirrrrty language)
As some of you may have picked up on, we’ve had hip hop playing all week in the office and it’s completely overrun my life. I cannot get certain songs out of my head and my friends have been ever so helpful in keeping them there.
This song came on during the drive home last night, and first I have to say that Ludacris rocks (and is coming here this summer!), but second — that man talks fast!
Which got me thinking.
I talk fast. I have a good memory. I LOVE singing (even if those around me don’t enjoy it so much) and acting out songs (which I’m pretty sure everyone enjoys). And that leads me to this edition of I Think I Missed My Calling. Only this time instead of cleaning out refrigerators, it’s being a rock/rap star.
They wowed people with their ability to speak REALLY fast, and I can sing that no problem. I know all the words to this is (as the writers I met in Chicago can attest to). And did I mention that I talk really really fast?
So yeah. If this design or writing thing doesn’t work out, I’m totally going on tour.