Chatterbox With A Drink Prints

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times—Hey! I'm taking to you! It was the best of times..."

"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!"

The Mating Call of the Modern Youth

Fred's new phone plan included unlimited Dada.

"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.'

The Exhaustive Bro Catch Up

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

"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?"

Person talks on phone as other blogs.

Flotation Device on the Phone

"I figure if I don't have that third martini, then the terrorists win."

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

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

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

''Is there anybody there?'

Eric knew where all the real slappers hang out.

Time for Tea

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

Social media messages

At Gossips Anonymous...

"She can be outspoken."

Mummies and babies having a natter over lunch.

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

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

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

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

'How's it going, Rachel?'

'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.