After I’d assumed Millie had already used up every major variation on this joke.
Phoebe, really! Give it some air.
Again congrats on your success Phoebe:-D.
Is Marigold in agreement with Dakota that Phoebe should talk less, but more in a polite manner?
Har. D. Har.
Write it down, hosehead!
Marigold’s suggestion will also be “Talk less”. But said in a more gentle way.
I haven’t seen a performance like that since Millie was studied as a source of perpetual motion.
Wow, that’s great Phoebe. I think we can all learn a less—
Awkward Silence Time
https://youtu.be/p0x7yWXJl1g just going to post the other great example of appreciating silence
And now, a sight seldom witnessed by outsiders, we see what a quiet person does while taking a break.
It reminds me of Groo the Wanderer: “Listen to how quiet it is, except for now that I am talking”
All that silence is drowning out my voice!
Here I am back with another story. Sorry I don’t stay up until 3:00 or whatever to tell the stories but THIS IS THE NEXT BEST THING. Also A lot of these stories I have heard or read about. I do not own these. Except for the butcher one I sorta made that story up. Part 2 in the comments sry.
Farmers hate to have their sheep stolen. Or eaten. That’s why wolves were such a problem. Every year an average of 300 sheep could be eaten by the same wolf! Most of them were killed by farmers or hunters but a couple still remained. One man named Terry Grove had given up killing wolves. He thought it was wrong and should be stopped because wolves were starting too become extinct where he lived. But one day when he was in the pub he heard a farmer telling a story about a white wolf that had killed all of his sheep. “That wolf was invincible I swear. I shot at him with my shotgun but it’s like the bullets just went through him.” The farmer said. Over the next few weeks more reports of the white wolf popped up. Some said that the wolf was the devil others said he was the ghost of a wolf they had killed. One night Terry was on his porch looking at his dog in the fields. As the dog pranced around a White figure in the shape of a wolf appeared. The wolf ran at his dog and jumped onto him. Terry ran inside to grab his shotgun but when he came back out it was too late. The wolf was gone. And so was his dog. Terry was angry. He quit his oath to stop killing wolves and he made a plan with two other men who had been struck by the wolf. "I will be with a small lamb with my shotgun. At midnight I’ll sneak out and wait for the wolf. When the wolf tries to get the lamb I’ll shoot him. Then you two come in if I die. The other men thought that it was too risky. They backed out. I don’t need them. Terry thought. The next morning when Terry wasn’t back at his house the other men went to the spot to see if he was there.
Hello darkness my old friend….
If silence is golden, Phoebe’s interpertation would probably rate “brass”.
Kids, this is what happens when you double up on your “ADHD medication” :D
Breathe, Phoebe, breathe.
And pay no mind to that troll who’s trying to out-talk you — it’s just another child who’s desperate for attention.
And if she gets tired of drowning out the silence with talking, she can use her earbuds.
Enjoy the silence.
Dakota told no lies…
OMG that is totally me. you can ask my wife and sister that i will haver so much….,.,.
Trust me, Phoebe: we’ll cope. We will definitely cope.
To quote Yosemite Sam: “Shut up shuttin’ up!”
So this is Pheobe’s perspective of “Silence” apparently ha, ha