What’s that, you say? Hmmm, I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. You’re going to have to speak up.
Am I going deaf? Why can’t I understand a mushmouthed word you're saying? Do I need to be a dog to pick up your special pitch? Are you speaking in a frequency only aliens and Björk can hear, let alone understand? Are you practicing your Ozzy Osbourne impression for a Legends in Concert tour?
Speak. The. Fuck. Up. And while you're at it, try e-nun-ci-a-ting.
If you continue on this marblemouth path, I can only assume you’re asking for a knuckle sandwich. I may not be able to hear you but I can read lips.