Girls Talk

This woman talked to much and look what happened to her.

Up at the crack to drive to Aberdeen with Dynamite. We talk all the way up and when we get there we keep talking non-stop til we leave again. We talk all the way back down the motorway to  Dundee where we nip in and have a quick snack then  we nip to a bar next door and chat  – just for a change. We then get back onto the motorway which is seriously flooded. Very scary journey home but we coped in our normal way – talking all the time.

Arrived home and collapsed into bed early with white lines and Dynamites voice ringing in my lugs.

Then according to the long suffering husband I spent the majority of the night talking in my sleep. God is verbal diahorrea an actual condition? If so is it dangerous?