Uncle Donnie never met a conversation he did'nt like, on account of I always have
an opinion. Good or bad, I always weigh in, you know what I mean? The truth of the
matter is that ignorance on any topic or subject has never deterred my speaking to
it, or commenting on it. Marone, you'd think I'd learn my lesson by now, right?
What am I supposed to do, not say anything....fuggetaboudit, I'm gonna say it,right?
Maybe I just like to here myself talk, and while I'm talking, maybe I just want you
to listen, or I just like to hear you listening to my talking, you know what I mean?
I am sure my trophy wife Betty believes I suffer from diarrhea of the mouth at times,
most times is more like it, but really my babblings(read genius) are more like a
diapason(a burst of harmonious sound) than diarrhea(a burst of something else)capisci
mi? Some might say, Don, you just like to argue, but Don thinks when he speaks,there
really is'nt any arguing about it. You don't think I'm bad, do you? I did'nt think
so, all things considered.
Me, I'm a talker.
You may like Pampas grass,and I'm no pompous ass!
Ti amo,
D.
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