When I was still dancing, I worked with this girl. Her name was E. We knew so many E’s at the time, we started attaching adjectives to their names, to tell them apart. There was Cool E, Hippie E, and the E that we worked with. She came to be called Dumb E.
E Had a serious lisp–the worst lisp I’ve ever heard. She was also incredibly stupid. She was a y… Click to read more