Holy cow I feel for ya...

..and TOTALLY know what you're talking about... I dunno what it is but non-stop yakkers stick to me like flies on a rib roast.. and I hate it, hate, hate it..

We have 3 old ladies in our neighborhood.. all 3 of them are good for - at least - a 30 minute "ear-F'ing" as I like to call it.. None of them know what the inside of their house looks like.. They are ALWAYS outside when we walk the dogs, or get the mail, or trim the hedges, or take out the trash... We see them and take weird routes to avoid them, every normal dog walk turns into a cat and mouse game of trying not to run into them..

I know more about THEIR families than I do my OWN family.. I know more about THEIR health than I do my OWN health.. My wife is an RN and one of these ladies always asks my wife for free medical advice.. No kidding - one time she pulled her 80 year old boob out in the middle of the street for my wife to inspect..

My wife's name is Angela.. One of the other EarF'ers has called her Janice for 20 years... Isn't it amazing that I know their entire life history, their family's life histories, their blood types, voting history, religious preferences and on and on and on.. and they don't even know our real names?

If anyone wants stocking stuffer ideas for me this year, just get me some vaseline for my ears...

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Friendship is like peeing your pants.. Everybody can see it, but only you can feel the warmth..