Read a Passage
Budget: $10 – $30 USD
Read the following passage in a serious voice as if reading a great poem:
"It was perfect. The chill of the desert night still being stripped away by the rising sun, the heat still radiating off the humvee arctic heater, the defiant confidence that I had, born entirely from too much time in the box that allowed me to smoke in a military vehicle, and the sweetness of a lost bang, now found, which had fallen into a small corner, waiting for the perfect moment to make itself known. It will never get better that. I've never felt more satisfied, or at ease, than that breakfast."
"It was perfect. The chill of the desert night still being stripped away by the rising sun, the heat still radiating off the humvee arctic heater, the defiant confidence that I had, born entirely from too much time in the box that allowed me to smoke in a military vehicle, and the sweetness of a lost bang, now found, which had fallen into a small corner, waiting for the perfect moment to make itself known. It will never get better that. I've never felt more satisfied, or at ease, than that breakfast."