The worlds full of them. The talkers. They just talk, talk, talk and then talk some more. Just when you thought they were done they talk some more.
Then they go home and get on the internet and talk some more. They talk about this and they talk about that. “This person wouldn’t listen to me talk. How can I make that person listen to me talk?”
They talk about their future. They talk about what they’re gonna do. They talk about why they didn’t do what they said they were going to do. They talk about why it’s not their fault.
They talk about the excuses.
They talk about who they blame.
They talk about the girl that screwed them over.
They talk about acting weak like it’s the right thing to be.
They talk about what they could do if only they wanted to.
They talk about how other people are in the wrong for treating them like poop.
They talk about what’s wrong with the other people.
“Can’t the other people see how hard I’m trying? Can’t they see how nice and caring I am? Why can’t those other people just give me a chance? When will it be my turn? I’ve been waiting and waiting in line and I’ve been talking about it the whole time. If I could just talk to them I could make them understand.”
Walker: Hey Johnny Talker, why don’t you try some walking.
Talker: No, I just want to keep talking. Do you think she’ll ever take me back? Do you think I’ll get that promotion? Probably not, people just always want to screw me over. Talk talk talk talk talk. Where are you going Johnny Walker? I’m not done talking.
Walker: Johnny Talker, there’s only one thing to say to you. I’m gonna say it once so listen close: