I keep a running commentary of what's happening. My sister hates it.
I'm like
Ooh, it's a green light. vroom vroom! gas pedal is being depressed, oops let's ease off the speed-maker HOLY HELL DON'T CUT IN FRONT OF ME the sun is in my eyes [etcetra]
Omfg when my newest dog sucked balls at frisbee even though we CONSTANTLY PRACTICED and then I took him to the competition and surprise, surprise, he fucked up and sat his ass down and started rolling around, that frisbee's gone all the way and landed in ninth line, (that was a pretty good throw, if a do say so myself), and I just gave up and let the bitch relax for the next minute. Needless to say, we came in last...
I'm like
Ooh, it's a green light. vroom vroom! gas pedal is being depressed, oops let's ease off the speed-maker HOLY HELL DON'T CUT IN FRONT OF ME the sun is in my eyes [etcetra]