“How’s it going today, P? You doin’ good?” he asked.
“Yeah. I’m in a tango on my blog due my big mouth. I’m spouting off again and in some trouble.” ()
“Are ya? Good, P. That’s good.”
“You like that?’
“Well it’s nice to hear. Real nice. Makes me think of my sister. She was embarrassed by me and my mouth beyond belief. I felt bad. She was always trying to get me to shut me up and I would have liked to do it but couldn’t.”
“Yeah, it is in my nature to broadcast but anyway one time I gave this speech in high school. I was like… 13. And I wrote this speech and I had to give it in front of the whole school. And of course it was provocative. I did not want to bore people so I said all this stuff I thought was funny; I just yelled it out like a crazy.”
“And apparently my voice was just booming through this microphone though I had no idea. I was just trying to get through the speech and my sister couldn’t stand it so she was outside in the parking lot and she said she could hear my voice all the way out to the cars… she said she it was BOOMING and she wanted to dive under a car and hide she said she was mortified.”
“Yeah, and I was embarrassed too, when I heard that. But it goes to show I’ve been doing this awhile. I actually started this in 3rd grade when I was 7 years old. That was my first public protest and act of defiance and it doesn’t appear I can stop.”