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"Shut up!" Something raises my guard - I begin to bark. Immediately a human feels Obligated to shout at me: "shut up!" I'd like to speak your language. Just once. I truly would. The language that you obviously Are so very much enamored of - you utter it even in sleep. And all of your waking hours. Talking and gossiping. Speculating and chattering. Jabbering and yakking. Talk, talk and even more talk - you must be infatuated With the mass of gibberish Belching forth from your mouths. Morning, noon and evening - through the extended night - All of you, constantly talking, gabbing, talking, babbling, talking... And how rarely you communicate anything of any importance. Shut up. - fr
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Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC
An American Dog
"Shut up!" Something raises my guard - I begin to bark. Immediately a human feels Obligated to shout at me: "shut up!" I'd like to speak your language. Just once. I truly would. The language that you obviously Are so very much enamored of - you utter it even in sleep. And all of your waking hours. Talking and gossiping. Speculating and chattering. Jabbering and yakking. Talk, talk and even more talk - you must be infatuated With the mass of gibberish Belching forth from your mouths. Morning, noon and evening - through the extended night - All of you, constantly talking, gabbing, talking, babbling, talking... And how rarely you communicate anything of any importance. Shut up. - fr
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Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 6:06 AM UTC
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