I couldn’t wait for my brother’s voice to change, I had a thousand zingers ready for him. He just woke up one morning and his voice had changed. No wild swings, no bullhorning, nothing. Boy, did I feel cheated on that one.
John Deering
I couldn’t wait for my brother’s voice to change, I had a thousand zingers ready for him. He just woke up one morning and his voice had changed. No wild swings, no bullhorning, nothing. Boy, did I feel cheated on that one.