Jabber...jabber...non stop jabber. There are some people who love the sound of their own voices. When they aren't acting like Nosy Parkers, they dish out unsolicitated advice like free candy. When I come across chatter boxes I tend to suffer from a complete mental shut down. My brain numbs, ears deafen and eyes become kind of unfocused. Its an art that takes a long time to refine.

Its like pulling the switch and complete darkness prevades. Elephants could stomp, horns could blare but a strange kind of serenity blankets the senses. There are no thoughts or emotions just a dull, silent Thud!!.

The mouths would be moving and I would be nodding...'Yes, yes you are so right. Really?' But what I'be thinking - Gawd , you are so full of yourself. Don't you need to breathe? Even a whale comes up for air sometime. Put a cork on it, won't ya?'