It will surprise no one that my mouth sometimes gets me into trouble. For instance, I kneeled on a chair as a kid, held on to the back, and SANG. One day I ended my routine by tipping the chair, and my teeth ended up going through my lip. I moved my act to singing with a hairbrush while W-sitting on the kitchen floor. Star Search never called me to sing on the show. Fast forward a few years, a…
