Sometimes, I like to pretend I'm a barbershop quartet (and not just because there would then be four men and myself).
For example, when I leave the traditional 'Happy Birthday' song on friends' answering machines; I hear it as "Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday - Happy Birthday!" in four-part harmony. It's more celebratory somehow. And we all sound pretty good, I must say.
Not that the loud, red and white striped jackets with accompanying straw boaters aren't attractive (to some, I'm sure). I just prefer to hear it mentally rather than see it mentally. If this places me firmly in some mentally challenged category, then bring on the duel.
No, wait. Duel is only two, and I had this internal audio of four. Okay, bring on two duels, and may the best pistols win. Isn't that always the way?
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