What can YOU say in six sentences?
I'm getting bored. This popinjay marching in and out of where I'm seated, babbling about her mani pedi for the past fifty minutes and eleven seconds and that whole shebang about how those painted nails at her salon were so pretty and shiny but "Oh my, oh they just have the worst customer service, ever! Oh gosh thank goodness I got my nails pearly as morning dew, yes," admiring her fingers as she's talking, gasping for breath. Soon, I'll be dying from utter ennui, see you late- "Fiddledeedee!" she suddenly exclaimed, plunking a jolt in my heart, literally, to which I think I almost hit a serious stroke. So it finally came: Her big O face. Yes, I made it! I did not die and I banged her world - whatever her name is.