he never.

stops talking.  he knows more than me.  he will be the first to tell you (or me).  he has an opinion on everything.  he always thinks he is right.  (we are more alike that i would like to admit...) and just when you think
.........oh..........silence..........
he wets his whistle...
and keeps on talking.  he never stops.  i have said to him more than once, "you can not talk again until you take three more bites." 
he would rather talk than eat...maybe we are more different than i thought...

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