Dec 19, 2010 19:57
[the audio starts with a distant, low voice, rasping almost too muffled to hear] Damn-
[After some more shuffling about the voice feature turns on again, a much different voice coming through: friendly, confused and with a irish lilt]
Now I shouldn’t be one ta look a gift horse in the mouth- a mighty fine one if I do say so meself but- hm, I’ve never been a man ta believe in spaceships and martians. Boogeymen, sure. [a humorless chuckle goes with that]
Still, she’s a right pretty sight compared ta back home. [have a decent pause] A right pretty sight indeed.
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