Not All About Talking

 

Until I met you, I never knew that someone could talk about everything at once.

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“Why did the talker cross the road?”
“Why?”
“No one knows because the talker would not stop talking, so someone could ask him.

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“Knock.  Knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“I’m talking.”
“I’m talking who?”
“I’m talking to you.”
“I thought so.  Are you saying anything important?”
“No.”

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Talkers would be in demand if they could talk the weight off fat people.

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“He talked so much.”
“How much did he talk?”
“He talked so much that his house packed up and moved away.”

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“How many talkers does it take to change a light bulb?
“How many?”
“None.  Talkers don’t do anything except talk.

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Too bad tongues never tire.

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A talker walked into a bar, and the bartender could not say anything because the talker kept talking.  So the bartender waited a bit and then said, “Can you stop talking long enough to order something?”
And the talker kept talking.
“Excuse me?” said the bartender.  “Can you stop talking long enough to order something?”
“No,” said the talker.  “Blah blah blah blah . . . “

It is the end of this blog, and the talker is still talking.

 

 

 

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