Runnus McMouferty talked too damn much. Bumped his gums, loud-talking, and having nothing of substance. Had his mouth been a butthole instead, he would have produced something better.
Truth be told, he enjoyed the sound of his voice. He just had no interest in following up all his “finna-do” and “bouta-do” talk with actions to match his words.
Brought the carbon dioxide level to an all-time high, he did. However, doing anything worth talking about, he did not.
I grew up around a bunch of folks who were spiritual kin to Runnus. I have to ensure I continue to follow up on every dissertation and soliloquy, lest I be branded part of Clan McMouferty.