Standing there I look out at the audience my jaw down and open. What the...how did I get here? What am I supposed to do? The microphone looks forlorn, scary, stark. Want to know how quickly the nervous laughter kicks in? From the audience, well I couldn't hear that over my own donkey bray. I go on and on and on untilTHUNK.............GASP!!
one...breathe...two...breathe...three...breathe
I open my eyes and look up, the lights are suffacating me.
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