Talk, talk, talk
People just love to talk. Especially when the gossip is good. It's hilarious. What is it about people and there fascination with knowing other peoples personal lives? Seriously. Isn't that why its considered "personal"? I just find it absolutely disturbing how people feed off knowing all the bad things about people. Really, who ever gossips about the good things? I could only imagine the big, blue haired, old, arthritic, women sitting around a table, playing the infamous card game of bridge, talking about all the good things that have gone on in the neighborhood. Yeah right! In fact, its just the opposite. The conversation hardly ever sounds like, "Did you hear about that sweet ol' lad finally asking that beautiful girl down the street to marry him? I think its a blessin', just wonderful." It's more like this, "Did you hear about that foul mouth, hooligan who got that little whore down the street pregnant?! Never thought she'd be involved with a shotgun weddin!" Doesn't it just sound so much more interesting!?
Of course, I'm really making this a little bit more flamboyant. Though, seriously. It's just what I'm getting at. Everythings so much more interesting when its bad. If you're reading this, I'm glad you know that I didn't say anything.


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