Ya'll are so funny telling your stories!

Perna, I think if I ran into you in a grocery store isle, I'd turn and go the oposite direction! LOLOL

When I was a kid, I'd talk to myself outloud a lot but outgrew it, I guess, 'cause I was afraid someone might hear me. My imaginary friend when I was a kid was an English Bulldog. Yes, imaginary! He was sure a bad boy, because I remember spanking his butt with a stick for something. Only heaven knows what he'd done... in my imagination. LOL

Do a lot of head talking, for sure. Only time it gets loud is when I do something dumb, then I say "You %#@&#!!!"

My T used to get on me for calling myself names, but hey, if the shoe fits, wear it!