For Pat

My dear friend Pat posts occasionally about a woman

who he sees at work.  She's the talkative type.  Actually,

that's an understatement.  She's a little bit of an air head

and asks the same questions over and over even after they

have been answered.  He calls her Flappy, since that's 

what her jaws are always doing.

Well, I'm pretty sure I saw Flappy's relative at Sam's Club

yesterday.  Yes, I'm positive she had to be related.

She was with her husband, I'm guessing, who didn't say

a word during this whole conversation....

"Do we need bread and buns?  I'm sure we do, don't we?

I think we are out of both.  But we don't need this many.

Are we out of buns?  I think we're out of buns.

And bread, too!  Are we out of bread?  I think we need

bread.  Yes, we need both.  Don't you think we need both?

What kind do you want?  Do you want bread and buns?

They have white or whole wheat.  Do you want whole wheat?

Maybe we should get whole wheat.  I'm thinking we should.

What about bread?  Do we need bread?  I don't think we

have any at all.  What kind of bread do you want?  Do you

want white bread?  I like the white bread.  If we get

whole wheat buns, maybe we should get white bread.

Do you like white bread better?  Do we need bread?

I think we should get wheat buns and

 white bread. Do we really need buns? 

 Maybe we don't need any.

What about bagels..."

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