Loud

Let's play a little game. Imagine that you are walking on the street one day and you hear a foreign noise. At first you wonder, "What is that?" Then it gets louder and louder. By now you have a look of mystery and confusion on your face as the noise gets louder and louder. "Oh my goodness!" you yell in shock. Suddenly the noise gets so high pitched that you automatically put your hands to cover your ears and protect them. Everyone around you has their ears cupped. And then suddenly the noise stopped .... Never. It never stopped until the horrified mother took her damn two year old out of the local mini market while carrying 8 bags of food and herding her other (also shocked by the noise) children up the road to the minivan.

What the hell? This happen to me today. This is the only way I can explain to you how loud Lizza really is. The people in line had to cover their ears -- not to be rude -- but I actually
Protect their hearing. I had to use my not-so-free hand to cover my at least one of my own ears. No one was trying to be rude. Are you get in this? It was (and is) that loud. It has been 45 minutes since said incident. At least one ear is still ringing.

If I was telling you this in person and you even tried to imply that you've "been there," I would either yell at you and walk away or pitch sweet Lizza and put her in your shaking arms ... And walk away to protect my hearing.

That's all.