One of my coworkers was complaining about how her little brother stole her iPod headphones. It's all she talked about all day. In the late afternoon, she called home:
"Who dis? Oh what up thief. Oh you got somethin' to tell me? You ain't got nothin to tell me? You ain't got nothin' to say to me about my headphones? Where's my Mother? Put her on the phone, thief. Did my package come? That's all I wanted to know. Why's he still lying about my headphones? What'd he say? Whade-a-minute. What'd he say? If I woulda stopped him? Oh, whade-a-minute, it's a different one? He didn't take mine? Oh."
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