What guys talk about when you’re not there…

Having dinner with a high school friend – we’re talking about women, specifically about a girl I broke up with 5 years ago.

Dave: She sounds great, why’d you break up with her.

Me: She was a talker.

Dave: Why is that a bad thing?

Me: Well, I like it when someone can keep up a conversation. But she had the same 12 stories she kept recycling over and over.

Dave: Ooohh. No new material?

Me: None. I kept hearing the same anecdotes over and over.

Dave: She wouldn’t talk about her day or what she was reading or the wacky guy on the bus?

Me: Sometimes. But it seemed like it always came back to these same old chestnuts.

Dave. Ah man.

Me: Yeah. After we’d been dating 16 months, I’d heard most of them, no kidding, a half dozen times.

Dave: Ouch. it’s hard to keep nodding

Me: Yeah, it was hard. The 7th or 8th time she started telling me the same stories I was like, "Hey, I watched Star Wars 20 times. But I was 7. And it had spaceships and robots! Can you spice it up a little this time around? Like this time, instead of your ex-husband being a self-absorbed jerk…….let’s say he’s a ninja. Ok? Go!"

EDIT: Changed the ending to try and make it more funny and less mean.