"O MY GOSH, you suck!" I yell in my authoritarian voice. "You can't even hit a racquetball with precision accuracy. You have no business even being on this court."
"Shut up!!" I reply in my Napoleon Dynamite voice. "You're always flippin' complaining! Gosh!"
"What you're gonna cry about it?!" [my authoritarian voice] "Cry me a river!"
"I'll cry your MOM a flippin' river!" [my Napoleon Dynamite voice]
This was my morning practicing my racquetball serves - alone. Yes, I easily amuse myself.