It's a speech thing

Hello!


Shit! Am I going to be in big problems!

You see about a month ago this nice young lady from the CMR came over and implemented a plan for me to learn how to breathe again and make my voice stronger. Sure, I'll do that! She left me a couple of papers and the first couple of days I practiced my ass off. But I have kids, and they take stuff in and out of my desk, so I lost the papers! Now she's off somewhere in Mexico having fun while I'm supposed to be practicing, not gonna happen, not today, not until she calls me back and asks me with her Parisian lingo "how's it going? (In French)". Obviously I'm going to lie my ass off, I'm going to tell her that everything is fine and dandy and that my voice has never been stronger! I hope she believes me, she's a very nice young lady, I don't want to disappoint her and never trust a soul again, I will speak with the truth to her and tell her about the ruffians that took the papers. Yes that's what I will do, ah shoot while I'm at it I like to travel to the moon and cut a slice of it, I heard it taste like French cheese.

 Now why am I going into this, I'm a very paranoid person and my traffic from France has been increasing, she's from France, she's Parisian. So you know me, here I am thinking that she has spies all over the place, people from France are reading my blog just to report back to her...


Take care folks, see you tomorrow!


PS Aah crap! They are probably going to read this aren't they? Please don't hate me, you can't teach an old dog new tricks...