On a second thought, I really hope she gets well soon. I’ve just havin’ the dreadful image of a voiceless Jessie silently parading in skintight dresses signing with wide broad senseless gestures apt to show her manicure, collagene-perfected pouts and sad teary-filled doe eyes how her muteness turned her into a “better” person, and signing tons of “Rember Jessie”’s CD, along with appareances in all major talk shows to relaunch “The All New Mute Jessie: less talky, more facey, more boobies”, an entire hour filled with wacky pretty cartoonish faces, funny charades and sponsorized banners filled with Simpsonisms to show, along with invites to the “Simpson Sign Language Gala”, televised on MTV with final kisses to the camera and “ILY” sign, a long, touchful, mute monologue “translated” by Ashlee, along with the showing of the first copy of “Jessica the Mute Singer: The real story”, followed by a film, a TV series and a reality on her mute everyday life as a poor discriminated young woman ’cause being mute she could no more be able to ask the cashier guy to pick the Prada purse from the higher shelf, or as a rich spoiled charade winner.
This will ensure that laryngectomy would be a mandatory fashion experience for all the “wannabe idol”, giving “Dumb Blonde” a new meaning.