Tonight mi Amor said he could relate to the man in this commercial, and now my eyes are welling up with tears as I'm typing these words to you. He's so rude.
In all seriousness, though, I do jibber-jabber on and on about stuff that's inconsequential, just ask mi Madre. When I was a girl I asked her so many questions and went on and on about nothing, she finally decided to respond with, "I don't know the answer to that question; you tell me." She knew all those questions were just a front for trapping her ears with the sounds of my incessant voice.
P.S. Do you know what's even ruder than the sound of my non-stop chitter-chatter? When a girl almost crashes into you because she's checking e-mail on her phone. So rude! Right, Jill?