Singing at the top of your voice, with no one wincing as you range randomly back and forth across the tone, never quite hitting it.
Loving it!
Singing at the top of your voice, with no one wincing as you range randomly back and forth across the tone, never quite hitting it.
Loving it!
And here I thought you were gonna say whizzing with the door open.
[ring, ring]
Anaamika: “Hello?”
Guy on phone: “Hello, this is 911. We just received a call from the utilities meter reader that several llamas were being tortured inside your residence. We are sending someone over to investigate.”
Anaamika: :eek:
Me: Yknow what one of the best things is about being home alone?
Friend: Masturbating in every room in the house?
Me: …Yes, well, that too. I was just going to say walking around in your underwear but you’ve got a point!
And here I thought you were going to say walking around naked. Man, I can’t wait until I can get my own place again.
BWAHAHAHA!
You must have a rather weak voice… I can’t sing at the top of my voice, for fear of freaking out the people above me. And when I lived in a rental house, well, I’ve been told the nieghbors could hear me. 8-\
Lucky you. I’m envious. 
I sing at the top of my voice any old time I want to. I make Dave stop when he does it, though - it hurts.
I also thought you were going to say “walking around naked”. In fact, that’s why I opened the thread.
And now I’m closing it.
And I just gotta add a ‘ditto’ here.

You’re supposed to wait till you’re alone? and at home?
My cat gives me pretty strange looks when I perform my onemansemi-naked Phantom of the Opera in the living room.
But if she wants those treats she knows she has to stay in the little boat.
Geez, Anaamika, will ya quit? I can hear you from Texas, and you’re giving me a headache!
Masturbating naked singing llamas while you pee in every room of the house?
I’m reading this thread entirely too fast.
I do have a very weak voice, comparatively, and thick walls.
But he’s home now, so no singing llamas, or otherwise. I’m sure walking around naked would be just fine, though.
I’m never going to be able to look at that picture the same way ever again.
It’s the gift that keeps on giving.
You named your cat “Christine?”
Cool
I am never leaving any other member of my family alone in this house again.
(I’m the one who has to shampoo the carpets, y’know.)
Guy: “Does that man over there know that he’s not supposed to swallow the wine?”
Peter Griffin: “Has anyone seen Peter Griffin? He told me he would give me a hundred bucks if I took off all my clothes.”
(Paraphrased, sorry.)