And there is the ever-present elephant plopped down in the middle of your living room. Everyone see's him but nobody talks about him. You can smell his breath and the peanut shells from his constant snacking are all over the floor. You are walking on peanut shells everywhere you go. Everyone tip toe's around him pretending he is not there but his stench has permeated your hair and your cloths and you can smell him even when you can't see him.