lol Oh my God. You people have the best accent, and that was too funny.
That’s the first time I’ve ever heard you say g’day you fucking poser.
How’s this. Everybody sings YOU WA SHOCK from the Hokuto no Ken opening and then we put it all together.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ATy2ykBTNNM
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How’s this. Everybody sings YOU WA SHOCK from the Hokuto no Ken opening and then we put it all together.
[/quote]I would do this without a second thought, but I literally can’t get to that range of notes anymore; I would be chorus duty if anything at all lol.
After a conversation topic in the lounge I’ve decided to test the reading literacy of those who would participate.
All you have to do is read a selection from The Tell-Tale Heart which I will provide.
Rules:
- Do not take the test more than once. When you hit record on vocaroo that is your submission for better or worse.
- Do not break from the selection. Read it all the way through without talking about something or making a comment.
- Leniency provided for those who have a different language as their native tongue.
Here is the excerpt. Go.
Spoiler
Presently I heard a slight groan, and I knew it was the groan of mortal terror. It was not a groan of pain or of grief --oh, no! --it was the low stifled sound that arises from the bottom of the soul when overcharged with awe. I knew the sound well. Many a night, just at midnight, when all the world slept, it has welled up from my own bosom, deepening, with its dreadful echo, the terrors that distracted me. I say I knew it well. I knew what the old man felt, and pitied him, although I chuckled at heart. I knew that he had been lying awake ever since the first slight noise, when he had turned in the bed. His fears had been ever since growing upon him. He had been trying to fancy them causeless, but could not. He had been saying to himself --“It is nothing but the wind in the chimney --it is only a mouse crossing the floor,” or “It is merely a cricket which has made a single chirp.” Yes, he had been trying to comfort himself with these suppositions: but he had found all in vain. All in vain; because Death, in approaching him had stalked with his black shadow before him, and enveloped the victim. And it was the mournful influence of the unperceived shadow that caused him to feel --although he neither saw nor heard --to feel the presence of my head within the room.
I had the microphone a little too close to my mouth, but I abide by my own rules. I admit I stumbled for a second because I accidentally skipped “ever” halfway through.
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1FkSejaqdbc
Now let’s see how well GD can read shall we?
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1GXvKyTcLPj
Don’t know if I fucked up but I’m not going to let you embarrass yourself alone.
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0QOOKvQwXJk
It wasn’t bad nor was it good,I stumble through somethings & mispronounce somethings…ugh
Some excerpt from some pamphlet that I found about being “born again”. I found it while riding my bike at a freeway overpass.
Been wanting to do this since Friday, but my family can’t be quiet for like two minutes. :arazz:
I think I well, but I fuck up a bit (I can live w/ that). Warning: Lower the volume, for some reason, I think my webcam amplified my voice. So, lower your master volume unless you want my voice to boom through your speakers.