Chatterbox Confessor Gifts

"I'm sorry, but more than that I just can't say."

Annual run-off at the mouth.

'Humans are so considerate: They put perches like these for us on every one of their houses...'

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.'

Pie chart of pub conversations

'Look, honey, the baby's got your mouth.'

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

The Exhaustive Bro Catch Up

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

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

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

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

Mummies and babies having a natter over lunch.

At Gossips Anonymous...

Time for Tea

Eric knew where all the real slappers hang out.

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

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

"She can be outspoken."

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

"Oh, I see you're busy, so I'll keep talking."

'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.

Verbal blogger.

'That dress certainly matches your eyes.'

Bla Bla Bla

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

'Blah, blah, blah....'

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

Menu. How much is that stuff? Read the hash tag.

'The seven yeah itch.'