When I turned eight I got a dual cassette recorder! I remember making all these little skit shows. One was called âThe Butlerâs Maidâ where a guy was court appointed to butler for someone but just hired a maid to do all his work. The whole show was me going...
âMaiiiiiid!â
âYes Butler?â
âClean this up!â
âOk Butlerâ
In really super snobby voices. Nothing else ever happened!
âYes Butler?â
âClean this up!â
âOk Butlerâ
In really super snobby voices. Nothing else ever happened!
Another âproductionâ involved a rendition of Wizard of Oz I did with a friend. I wasnât happy with her so I recorded over all her parts with my own. In the end everyone broke out singing saying âhappy birthday Dorothy!â I tried to get all my friends to listen. Nobody was down.

Last one I recall was me and my (still now) bestie telling poop and fart jokes into it under the cover of a blanket fort in our innocent little voices. We swore on it and I was SO scared my parents would find it I ripped up the tape and put it in the storm sewer!
