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The voice is that of an old world-wise man, telling the story as if it was the turning point of his life.
It's a fun project for someone who just wants to bring out the character. Aug 23, 2007 21:13:16 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) Aug 27, 2007 20:00:00 (GMT -05:00) Eastern Time (US & Canada) Yes (click here to learn more about
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I did my work,
I paid my taxes,
I ate my eggs and bacon.
But one day I woke up.
And everything was different.
Being lost is a lot like being in love. You don’t know how you got there and you don’t know where you’re going.
The only thing you can do is close your eyes and go for a ride.
I thought it was over.
I was going to die a strange and archaic death.
Maybe catch scurvy and collapse, pale and undernourished,
at the foot of my captor.
But something strange happened next.
I washed up on some shore on the coast of nowhere.
I had no idea where I was
But I know I lost hours, days, weeks.
Everything played over and over again in my mind.
Who did this to me? Why?
All these questions fell away
And all I could think of was top sirloin steak.
When out in the middle of nowhere, I met a pretty girl.
Just before she was kidnapped by cannibals.
Then I recognized something.
And that's how I got here. What did you do?
That’s when I’d had enough.
No more going with the flow. No more wasted time. Finally I was going to fight
I screamed: You can’t take me!
I’ve had enough of being Shanghai’d!
Once I was adrift.
I breathed the air,
I roamed the Earth,
I coursed the seas.
but one day, I got home.
and everything was different. I was once a normal boy.
I did my work,
I paid my taxes,
I ate my eggs and bacon.
But one day I woke up.
And everything was different.
Being lost is a lot like being in love. You don’t know how you got there and you don’t know where you’re going.
The only thing you can do is close your eyes and go for a ride.
I thought it was over.
I was going to die a strange and archaic death.
Maybe catch scurvy and collapse, pale and undernourished,
at the foot of my captor.
But something strange happened next.
I washed up on some shore on the coast of nowhere.
I had no idea where I was
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