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The AdRams Family no.27 - Big phone bill for the internet

"Yes Dad, I passed math and now I'm passing chemistry and physics."

"Could you please focus on the objective of this meeting, Tom... you can get back to your 300 followers later."

Pretty girls listen patiently. They know you'll soon get tongue-tied and won't be able to talk anymore.

Moo Out Loud

"I've had a lot of exercise today! I jumped to several conclusions, ran my mouth on the phone, and I just cycled through 500 cable channels!"

Fred's new phone plan included unlimited Dada.

The Mating Call of the Modern Youth

"Nice talking to you too, even if you are a recorded message."

"I like them. They hate the same things we do."

"Nope! He'd never set eyes on a water cooler in all his years in the office!"

'I don't like her line of gossip - it's never about anyone I know.'

'I don't get it. He's got only one tongue and two ears, but he talks twice as much as he listens.'

Person talks on phone as other blogs.

'Have you heard the news about Susan in logistics?...'

"I can't believe this! All these filthy messages on your cell phone! And so many of them! What is it? 100? 500? 1,000?"

Let's tell the folks in the Garlic Belt there's no budget for steps 2 and 3.

'What do you mean I've wolfed that down? You've never stopped nattering!'

Flotation Device on the Phone

The Exhaustive Bro Catch Up

'Cold hard facts are good, but to complete the picture, here's Brenda from the mailroom with some hot, juicy gossip.'

'Maybe the first couple of times, but believe me, the 'Are you following my Tweets' is no longer funny.'

'Can't we ever just have a conversation?'

"If you think I talk too much, you should come right out say so! That way we can talk about it."

Time for Tea

Eric knew where all the real slappers hang out.

"I can't even hear myself think now that everyone has a blog."

'If that's the Police Station - we're not here!'

Social media messages

Mummies and babies having a natter over lunch.

At Gossips Anonymous...

"Who's up for some commercially successful music?"

'I gotta go - we're discussing my compulsive communicatoins disorder.'

'How's it going, Rachel?'

"We don't communicate any more..."