My grandfather was a preacher. My father was a diplomat. I was an actor.
As I like to say, we're all in the family business.
There was this one time a few weeks ago that I talked my way into a free dinner at the best restaurant in Waco with two of its richest men. Then I talked some more and walked away with a $10,000 check for my theatre.
That was awesome.
Then last night my friend Beffy had her cell phone stolen from her car. See, she left the door unlocked and a local punk loser swiped it. So called him, got him to answer, and then talked him into giving it back. We agreed on a drop location and I videoed the moment of discovery. (Well... actually, I videoed from the moment I got out of my car and also filmed every license plate in the parking lot just in case. The thief was far gone though.) Here's a clip of the moment:
I am The Cachinnator. I use my mouth for the good of mankind.

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I'm impressed!
What, by the way, do you consider to be the best restaurant in Waco?
Posted on 7/31/2007
Thank you so much!
Posted on 7/31/2007
Your mouth so rocks! Can I take you in with me when I need to talk my skinflint boss into giving me a raise??
Posted on 7/31/2007
Kat, the best restaurant is The Green Room. It's right across the street from the Hippo. Go there. Now. Yum.
StarDiva, I'm at your service. I'm here to serve mankind. I'm oraltruistic.
Posted on 8/01/2007
Hmmm, I live in the same town, and had something come up missing, you think you could help out? ;)
Posted on 8/01/2007
Anything's possible, Tressa. My oraltruism knows no boundries.
Posted on 8/01/2007
thats pretty cool. you go on now, and use that mouth loudly!!
Posted on 8/01/2007
You have got to be kidding me! How did you know who to call? That's crazy!!!
Posted on 8/02/2007
Well, I just called her cell phone. He stole it after all.
Posted on 8/02/2007