Last night I went to see DRACULA (the Washington Ballet Company) - so spooky and beautiful! During the intermissions, two young women sitting behind me would talk about (whatever) in the most excruciating Valley Girl Speak. You coulda cooked an egg on that vocal fry. If you're FROM the Valley, okay, I get it. But if you're NOT, pleeeez - don't talk like that. This has been a public service announcement, courtesy of Laughing Redhead Studio.
