deadshank: So, how was your trip? Glad to be back? The dogs missed you.
Mrs. deadshank: Well......blah blah blah, wah wah wah ad finitium x infinity for 30 straight minutes
(noticing a small pocket of unused oxgen) deadshank: Oh, really! Wow.
Mrs. deadshank: Why are you interrupting me?
deadshank: Oh, sorry.
Next day with my phone ringing; I answer.
deadshank: What's up?
Mrs. deadshank: We need to catch up on the work going on at our house. blah blah blah, wah wah wah ad finitium x infinity for 30 straight minutes.
(deadshank performing social / relational experiment while keeping strict radio silence and not uttering a word)
Mrs. deadshank continuing: blah, blah, blah, blah, blah..........uh, hello? Are you there? Hello?
deadshank: I'm here.
Mrs. deadshank: Why don't you say anything in response? Don't you have anything to say?
deadshank (muttering to himself): Should I put it up to my temple, under my chin or in my mouth?