This is where I ramble. I ramble a lot, and usually with a vocabulary that made my family hate to play word games with me. My imaginary friend liked to play word games with me, though. Of course, he only spoke Etruscan and didn't have opposable thumbs, but that didn't make him any less of a mutant hellbeast in my eyes. Despite the fact that he was invisible. (He may still be for all I know. The tinnitus prevents me from hearing him like I used to. Damnable high-pitched whistling! Doesn't keep the demons out, just helps them to hide better.)
Did I mention I ramble?