I'm pretty sure one of the people living in my head, telling me what to do is that of a miniscule, sassy black woman with a killer set of pipes. Most times she's in tune except for when her overexuberance makes me trip all over myself as I'm trying to walk up stairs.
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Hmm... that needs a bit more explanation I think. ;-)
I think there's a bit of beautiful black diva mamma in all of us....so when do we get to hear the pipes? :)
Hm. Your best chance to hear that would be to work for a covert operations unit for some secret agency.
That's too funny, Alden!
I love her. She lives in my head sometimes, too.
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