One Tuesday, Barnaby stood up and cleared his throat so loudly that three pigeons took flight from the sidewalk.
"Citizens!" he shouted. "I have solved the energy crisis with the power of flavor!" drivel
Barnaby didn't care. He continued his , eyes gleaming with the misplaced confidence of the truly absurd. It wasn't until a large, friendly Golden Retriever wandered over and began to drivel —literally—onto Barnaby’s shiny leather boots that he finally stopped talking. One Tuesday, Barnaby stood up and cleared his
Barnaby Pringle was a man of many words, though few of them made any sense. He sat at the corner of the local café every morning, nursing a cold espresso and scribbling furiously into a leather-bound journal. To the casual observer, he looked like a visionary poet; to his neighbors, he was the neighborhood source of . He continued his , eyes gleaming with the
"Perhaps," he conceded to the dog, "the world isn't ready for my genius."
"That is complete and utter ," muttered a woman at the next table, not looking up from her book. "Total balderdash ."
In common usage, refers to nonsense, silly talk, or meaningless ideas. It can also literally mean drooling or letting saliva flow from the mouth. The Story of Barnaby’s Great "Idea"