Chatterbox Confederates Pillows

Pie chart of pub conversations

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

Moo Out Loud

Another Filibuster from the Secretary of the Interior of My Car

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

'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.'

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

The Exhaustive Bro Catch Up

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

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

'Be careful what you say around Marjorie...'

Time for Tea

At Gossips Anonymous...

"Don't you hate it when someone answers their own questions? I do."

Mummies and babies having a natter over lunch.

"Look—I appreciate your talking to me, and I know you mean well, but you're boring."

"She can be outspoken."

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

"He talks at 100 miles an hour." "With gusts up to 120."

Eric knew where all the real slappers hang out.

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

'Tell me a little bit about yourself.'

"It's not that I dislike being dead. It's just that death is for dead guys, you know..." Woody Allen dies, but his body keeps talking and talking and talking.

'That dress certainly matches your eyes.'

Verbal blogger.

Bla Bla Bla

'Freddie doesn't hold court here anymore. He moved to the Full ‘O Crap Tap Room and on up to the Wind Bag Martini Bar.'

"I actually don't have anything to say, but I missed the sound of my own voice."

"He's only boring at home."

"Don't retweet this, but..."

'Oh, Goody, football - we'll be able to talk without feeling we're missing something.'

"It was all that running around town buying diet books that achieved my weight loss."

'Do you get the feeling there isn't much substance in most conversations?'