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Joe says…
I wish I could put into words how wretched the sound of someone slurping a drink is to my ears: I. Can. Not. Stand it. It could be my own wife; it could be a small, loving child; it could be Cindy Crawford; or it could be me. I can’t even stand the sound of myself slurping. I want to slit my own throat. There’s no excuse for it. Nothing is that hot and if it is you shouldn’t be drinking it. I probably haven’t got the point across yet but you need to understand that I can’t be friends with you anymore, I can’t be married to you, I must disown you if you’re going to slurp your beverages.

That said, if you’re a foley artist and you see some actor on screen sucking on a coffee, please don’t feel the need to add the slurping sound effect every fucking time. We can see she’s drinking the coffee, okay? It’s not enhancing the experience to hear the liquid bubbling past her collagen-injected lips like air out of a whoopie cushion. More importantly, why do you feel the need to add the slurp sound when someone is sipping a glass of wine or a tumbler of scotch? If my best friend in the whole world slurped his single malt, I’d punch him in the mouth, right through the fucking glass.

Dave muses…
I’m more of a Maker’s Mark kinda guy. Which, by the way, makes for a good stiffener after an arduous day.

Here we go again.

Last year, the Cleveland area had record snowfall. So it’s probably not a big surprise that I’m not looking forward to Winter, not that I usually would. I have to admit that we had a long, beautiful Autumn. The wind and trees conspired to drop pretty much all of the leaves within about nine days, so we managed to get all the leaves cleaned up in two relatively short Saturday afternoons.

Still, my internal clock is set to mid-April. It’ll wake me when we see the sun again.

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