At least with a sore throat, it’s taken my voice down an octave and given it that ‘whiskey and cigarette’ kind of timbre so I could start my phone sex business, if I wanted.
On normal days, the bluetooth in my car can’t pick up my voice since it’s so squeaky.
Of course this happens when I was going to take some time anyway–nice to be able to stay close to my Kleenex!
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