I'm going to blame the bathroom reno for the fact I have the Worst. Canker Sore. Ever. Conveniently located on the end of my tongue, it hurts to talk, eat, drink and even sleep. I thought I had managed to hide it fairly well until Melanie Griffith came up in conversation one day at work (what... she doesn't come up in your day-to-day conversations?!?). I had mentioned her name a couple of times before a coworker finally ask if my lisp was supposed to be some sort of joke. Oops.
Thorry, Mel... it wath the canker thore, promith!