I got a special program for my computer...

Yes, uhm, I got this... microphone, that records everything I say. Well, I didn't get it, Ashley got it, and it, eh, it writes what I say, into the, uh, computer. Awfully nifty. No that sounds bad, nifty, no. Uuhm, erase? no, thats not right. There is some sort of code for this here sort... of... thing. In the... Manual, here we are, the manual. Christ, [word unrecognised] Lord, look at this bastard. 250 pages. Wha', it can't spell [word unrecognised]? What the [word unrecognised]? One of the worlds most recognised swears, and it don't know it. Idiots. Now, lets see here. Word commands, I guess. Huh? Yes, and page down isDamn, where did I put the phone? I can hear it, but from where? Ah. Hello? Hello mother. Fine, fine. No, still single. He's fine too. No, he died. Visit you? Mother, you know that I'm... Cripes, I knew that there was something I had forgotten to tell you. Uhm, can I call you later? No, don't put dad on, nonononoHello father. Yes, "dad". Fine. Single. Fine too. Dead. If I am doing what? No, I did not know that phrase. And that's personal. That is not a no. Not a yes either. Still not a no, it is private, is what it is. Dad, I have to go, I am in the middle of something, here. No, not a girl. A work thing. No, don't put mom on, no, hello mother. Yes, I have to go. Give father my regards. Love you too. I will call you later, when I am done here. Bye. "Ride the skinbus to tunatown", crazy old man. Now, where was I, oh yes, the erase command iAlright, now we are cooking. Change line is
Here we go. hehe.
Fun word.
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