That's what my grandmother used to say to me and my six first cousins that lived close to her when we'd be overly chatty.
I've often wondered where she got that saying. It always made us shut up, for sure.
This was my mother's mother, Lina Manona Sadler Jones. My father's mother died before I was born.
Joel and Gail and Duane and Marlin and Mejol and Bradley and I could talk a lot.
Just to hear our head rattle from time to time.
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