Elephant

I feel as though I have an elephant sitting on my chest. Really, I'm no doctor, but I am assuming it's not good. If you were to speak to me right now, I sound like a cross between a donkey and screeching brakes.

So all I do is speak in a low whisper so as not to scare the children, or the

neighborhood dogs for that matter.

This ain't good for business, since all I do all day every day is talk talk talk.

I really like to talk. Talking is good. Talk, gab, chew the fat, babble, yammer, speak, enunciate, whatever. You get the picture.

So with that said. I go night night right now.