Personally, sometimes I drool like a dog that has found a "MacDonald's Dumpster". Bad enough that I have to wear a medical mask when I play billiards (Pool) so I don't soil the table. My voice is like a poor imitation of "Forest Gump" but I certainly entertain my friends with my attempts to alter my voice.

Life is like the proverbial "fight in a bar". Not much you can do but put your head down and keep swinging. Parkinson's is my "Bar Fight".