Others might find themselves remembering the tedium of some family reunions . ( Listening to the persistent gadgetry-gabble in the script is like getting stuck in an elevator with your cousin the Internet geek .)
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Five years later, Pentreath was said to be 87 years old and at the time her hut was " poor and maintained mostly by the parish, and partly by fortune telling and gabbling Cornish ."
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Instead of fitting the weapons available in RS into some sort of context, this article merely lists some of them in such a way as to bore readers to tears or confuse them with impenetrable RS gabble.
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He leaps onto the screen like an attack dog; for all the futuristic gabble, he cannot say three concurrent sentences without hitting out at the president or the Democrats in a horse-and-buggy way.
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Such mass dinner-table uprisings may be plausible when guests find themselves confronted by brussels sprouts, but I think it unlikely that an invitation to mindless gabble about an election four years away could do the trick.
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Yes, fiction bordering on mythology, considering all the emphasis on an omniscient Zeus ( called the Market ), a gabbling Chorus of Analysts ( alternately dressed as Bulls and Bears ) and the Oracle, the Delphic Greenspan.
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Declared a protected reserve by China, the lake and its surroundings seemed tranquil on a recent morning as families of rare black-necked cranes picked their way through the marshes, surrounded by gabbling flocks of ruddy shelducks and bar-headed geese.
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For example : Ah Fu was pretty in a duck-like way, gabbled like a duck too, with a sort of Cantonese quack in her voice, and she looked around the lounge with her whole head turning on her long neck.
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Watching Germond swat back the likes of John McLaughlin or Bob Novak became a parlor sport for a generation of the kind of college-educated up-market voters who resign themselves to their civic duty and watch the political gabble on the boob tube.
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But what the discerning Larry, Hickey's pal, learns is that for him and for all the other sodden losers in Harry Hope's saloon there is no right dream, certainly not the revolutionary gabble of a few of the old-timers.
