Blibble Hibble

A term to describe that moment when a Woman is talking to you, and you realize she is just talking to hear herself speak. You are supposed to be listening, but you really cannot. Why? It is complete rambling blah-blah-blah, yet she has glee in her eyes. It always begins with a couple sentences of set-up, then becomes nonsensical drawn out filler-talk, drama and pointless details that only serve as the preamble to the Main Topic, which seems to take forever to get to - if that ever happens. Usually ends up with you saying 'hold that thought, I need to use the bathroom', just to escape the endless yammering. Eventually, you will plead 'Get to the POINT!!' but this will only upset her, and you'll risk her need to start the whole story over from the beginning. Good luck.

Lisa: Oh, I have to tell you something that happened to the car on the highway.
Mike: Ok...
Lisa: Well, yesterday I was driving on Main Street, by the CVS and I needed some things so I went in and had to wait a long time on line, and I saw Melissa Smith, you know Harry's wife. They invited us over for dinner this Saturday night at 8 pm. Wanna go? Ok, so I was done in CVS, and got back in the car, and headed towards the highway, and I got a call from the dentist to confirm Tuesday's appointment. They're so nice there, that reminds me I got new toothbrushes at CVS...
Mike:...GET TO THE POINT WHAT HAPPENED TO THE CAR??
Lisa: hold on, so the receptionist at the Dentist said...
Mike: hold that thought I need to hit the bathroom...

Classic case of Blibble Hibble

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Marvin: Yo, dat chick be runnin her mouf all day an night. She ain't sayin' nuthin' but a mess of Blibble Hibble.