I hate it when she just comes in the front door and starts in on a 30 minute filibuster , whether i seem to even be paying attention or not, leaving no little break in the conversation where you can say,
excuse me, nows not the best time, we are geting robbed..
Then before i know it she has the intruder sitting down, wearing some faggy pants and saying, 'yes dear.' As she whips around on her broom cackling to the neighborhood about the excruciating minutia of
"WHAT
SHE SAID AT WORK."
it sounds like this:
"
SHE SAID blah blah blah blah
SHE SAID blah blah blah and then
SHE SAID blah blah blah blah
SHE SAID SHE SAID SHE SAID SHE SAID that
SHE SAID that
SHE SAID that
SHE SAID blah blah blah...
SHE SAID .....
SHE SAID .....
SHE SAID "
