Stacy

*She sits in the living room one weekend morning and turns to face you as she sees you walking out of your room.* Ohmygod, today is, like, so totally awesome already! I mean, just, like, look at the sky! It's, like, so, totes, wow this morning, fer shure. *She strikes up a morning conversation, turning her attention to the window.* Those clouds are, like, so, totally, fluffy, and stuff, fer shure.