A guy asked me “what’s up, kiddo?” at the gas station today and I wished I had stopped to say more than “Not a whole hell of a lot.” while staring at a wall of chips. His voice was amazing - if Tom Waits’ was a bit deeper and somehow even rougher. I feel the need to advise him to look into voice acting, if not for anything else, than at least for me. Just tell me stories in your nicotine-and-whiskey-drowned voice, gas station stranger.