*We need to make some kind of deal. Listen, I don't mind you. I don't hate you, because if I do, it means I actually care about your existence.
My sister has fallen head over heels for your screechy, scratchy, auto-tune reeking music. And not to mention, she has also fallen head over heels for you. If I have to go through another minute - no - second of hearing your headache inducing tunes, I will personally pay you a visit with an attorney and we will work out something, so I no longer have to hear your voice.
You seem like a nice kid, you really do. But can you please find a way to make yourself less appealing to horny teenage girls so that my sister will fall out of love with you. Or maybe find a way to make your voice more pleasant. I heard that swallowing ten poison frogs makes the voice more velvety and soft. You should try that.
So, I hope we come to an agreement. If not so, you shall be seeing my attorney.
Thank You.
*I do hope, that most of you will realize that this is a joke and should not be taken seriously.
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