Overview

There is no description because I have a
God-given gift to affect anyone's voice. Anyone's. Let me put it to you this way. I was so good at affecting a Cuban living in Miami, that even the Cuban's thought I was a native, despite speaking jibberish. Need a polish poet reciting words about "Young Glove" or how about having a piano mover waiting while that this pint-sized white girl speaking with a Japenese dialect and a Fung Sui expert told him what to do.

Or just today, having a 16 year old girl call me and ask me to call the school nurse for a dismissal by acting like a suburban housewife and, of course, mother (it worked.) That's me. Wassh you nee baa-bee?


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