Haukur Gudnason
::President Scouser::
Having survived the latest assassination by cheese attempt by the infidels, I got to thinking. I talk to inanimate objects all the time. Perhaps all, like me, have yet to let go of the idea we have the power to influence inanimate objects by sheer willpower. It's like a form of casting spells. "With these words I compel you to continue at constant speed until we reach the vicinity of the petroleum emporium." That's the way I say it, anyway.
Talking in your head... that's the real problem for me. When you find yourself wondering whether you just thought "My God, now that's a large lady" or whether you did actually say it. So you stare at the lady to see if she looks angry or startled, and she does, but you don't know if it's because you spoke out loud or whether it's because you're staring at her in a weird way. She puts down the size 16 dress and walks out of the shop unnerved, or upset. You look around you and you realise everyone is staring at you now, but is it because of something you said, or is it because you're sweating profusely? Or is it because you are a man standing alone in a ladieswear shop, fondling a basque?
Yep, we've all been there.
Talking in your head... that's the real problem for me. When you find yourself wondering whether you just thought "My God, now that's a large lady" or whether you did actually say it. So you stare at the lady to see if she looks angry or startled, and she does, but you don't know if it's because you spoke out loud or whether it's because you're staring at her in a weird way. She puts down the size 16 dress and walks out of the shop unnerved, or upset. You look around you and you realise everyone is staring at you now, but is it because of something you said, or is it because you're sweating profusely? Or is it because you are a man standing alone in a ladieswear shop, fondling a basque?
Yep, we've all been there.
