The Gift of Gab

I've been told I have the gift of gab. It's more like a curse, particularly when I go to parties and a guest yells across the room, "Hey! There's Bob! He's a gifted gabber. Say something gabby, Bob! C'mon!"

Trapped, I reply, "So where's everyone from?"

And then the guest responds, "See what I mean? He's killer gifted. Just killer!"

Its obvious that I don't go to parties that really swing. The truth is (and I'm extrapolating from a classic Groucho Marx line), I should never go to a party that would have me as a guest.