I went shopping at the thrift store this morning. I bought some lovely outfits and lots of cheap jewelry. The people there are getting to know me. I try to speak in a deep, manly voice. The lady at the check out said “Oh, this is a very pretty dress, isn’t it?” Actually, I don’t have much a deep manly voice, but I try my best to sound like James Earl Jones. “Yes, I hope it fits.”
