Mar 21, 2022
1 min read
We’re Going to Whore House
Out of the mouths of babes
When I was little, I had issues pronouncing words. My mom even sent me to a speech therapist. Turned out, I knew how to say them, but I didn’t like the sound. Specifically, I turned hard ‘z’ sounds into soft ‘s’ sounds, and elongated my vowels.
She also disliked my introvert nature, and at every opportunity, insisted that I talk to people, to…
