The quality of flibbertigibbits today has declined alarmingly. Time was when they would make some sort of effort at rephrasing their blatherings. Now they simply repeat what they said before, which is usually something rather simple.

The degradation in quality extends so far as to include their initial demands for action, and the arguments they make an inadequate attempt to muster. Where once their prattlings had amusement potential, now the stupidity can aspire no higher than to make your hair hurt.

Here is a bit of information for certain parties with a fondness for clutching blankies till they disintegrate from rotting. We not only set the woman down back by the riverside, but she has since gone home, cooked dinner, slept, prepared breakfast, did housework, entertained her husband that afternoon, and is currently five months pregnant and starting to show. When are you going to let her go and get that ammonia rash treated?