No, I said it was a matter of life and deaf. No, Paco is fine, he just can't hear cleary. No, he can hear some words. No, I don't think he can teach 5th grade. No, he doesn't have a teaching license. No, he can't read lips he'll probably learn sign language. No, he can't hear us now. No, he's in his bedroom upstairs. No, he's not going to kill himself. No, most deaf people have functional lives and contribute to society. No, I don't want your number. No, I don't wanna give you mine. No, his concerto will never get finished. No, it wasn't any good. No, I don't know that for sure without ever hearing the ending. No, Paco's instruments are actually all body parts. No, its tasteful. No, we've seen Mr. Holland's Opus. No, I don't know the porno named after it. No, the safety is on. No, rice traditionally isn't canned. No, Wednesdays no good. No, yes. No, they should always be kept in a cool dry fold. No, I don't think this was a good idea. No, those are sandals. No, Paco can still have sex. No, I'm not speaking for every deaf person. No, I think some deaf people, like some people, like myself, get off on the screaming. No, I didn't say crying. No, I have. No, that is how Paco became deaf in the first place. No, its not a life choice. No, I didn't apologize. No, he didn't find out. Yes, can't get around that one.
If you find an Ipod at UCB with 2 cat stickers doing it: Out of the Cave
Just of the top of my head: Allergy Pez
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