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My cousin’s speech was like a broken blender full of dirt.

My teacher said I was talking like a confused parrot on speed.

My mom told me to shut up before I turned my mouth into a garbage disposal.

He talked so fast, I thought he was trying to beat a record for tongue-twister torture.

My friend's ramble was like a tornado of bad decisions.

She said so many things at once, I needed a translator and a nap.

He talked so much, I thought he was trying to fill up a swimming pool with words.

My brother’s talking is like a never-ending game of hot potato with your ears.

She didn’t stop talking until she ran out of air and words.

His ramble was like a blender full of noodles and dirt.

She talked so fast, it felt like a dog chasing a car with a loudspeaker.

My friend’s talking was like a broken walkie-talkie in a hurricane.

He talked so fast, my ears wanted to quit their job.

My sister’s talking was like a prison riot in my head.

He talked so much, I thought my ears were going on strike.