Inspired by a coffee induced insominia

This on goes out to all those who i told i would never post more than once a day.





It is true i drank a little over .75 galoons of coffee today. My stomach is not doing as well as it normally is but i sure love coffee, apprantly to much. I just like these guys accent, sometimes i wish i was britsh, sometimes i think if i ever went to a new place, like i will one day, what it would be like to start new with an accent. I can imagine it would be a ton of trouble for a few weeks but after that it would become very normal. There would be that chance where you actually meet someone with a real accent and they would look at you funny and ask "from what part of the uk are you from?" you would have to say something along the lines of " we moved from europe when i was just begining highschool, we moved to oakhurst ca, thats where i did most of my growing up anyway, the accent is to perserve my, i mean the heritage to which we both belong. cherreo and good day to you." I wonder if i could pull it off, maybe in Vancouver in a few years?

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