Write a short story about Penn and Teller where Teller tells Penn that he could talk this whole time and is tired being quiet.
system
pen or tailor ke bare main ek choti kahani likhen jahaan tailor pen se kahata he ki vah is puure samay baat kar saktaa he or shant ho rahaa he.
user
"aaj raat vahaan mahaan sho, tailor. mujhe nahin lagata ki darshakon kaa ek bhi sadsy tha jo murkh nahin tha!", pen ne kaha ki unhone raat ke sho se kuch manch props ko dur kar diya.tailor ne pen ko ek khushhaal abhivyakti ke saath dekha, lekin yah dhire -dhire anischitata or asuvidha ke rup main khatta ho gaya."are, dost ... kya sab thik he? aap thik kar rahe hai?", pen ne dhire se poocha.tailor ke rup main ek lambii chuppi thi, jo bolne ke liye prasiddh tha, pen kii ankhon main ghabara gaya.phir, ant main, tailor ek ugr yel main fat gaya jisane pen ko lagbhag peeche kii ore thokar khai."main ise ab or nahin le saktaa!", vah baahar ho gaya."main chup rahane se thak gaya hoon! mere paas vichaar hai! mere paas vichaar hai! vahaan bahut kuch he jo main sirf ek sahaayak kii tulana main pesh kar saktaa hum jo chup rahata he!".ek or lanbaa tehraav tha jabaki pen ne yah sab liya or apane vichaar ekatra kiye."thik he ...", pen ne jawaab diya."maine sochaa tha ki aap baat karne main sakasham nahin the! yadi aap baat kar sakate hai, to mujhe nahin pataa ki aapane pehle kabhi aisa kyon nahin kiya. main in vichaaron ke bare main sab sunanaa pasand karuunga!"tailor ne dhire -dhire phir se muskuraana shuru kar diya.vah jaanata tha ki shaayad yah sab ek badi galatfahami thi.vah pehle kyon nahin bolaa tha?yah chizon ko itnaa aasaan bana detaa!
assistant
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pen or tailor ke bare main ek choti kahani likhen jahaan tailor pen se kahata he ki vah is puure samay baat kar saktaa he or shant ho rahaa he.</s>
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"aaj raat vahaan mahaan sho, tailor. mujhe nahin lagata ki darshakon kaa ek bhi sadsy tha jo murkh nahin tha!", pen ne kaha ki unhone raat ke sho se kuch manch props ko dur kar diya.tailor ne pen ko ek khushhaal abhivyakti ke saath dekha, lekin yah dhire -dhire anischitata or asuvidha ke rup main khatta ho gaya."are, dost ... kya sab thik he? aap thik kar rahe hai?", pen ne dhire se poocha.tailor ke rup main ek lambii chuppi thi, jo bolne ke liye prasiddh tha, pen kii ankhon main ghabara gaya.phir, ant main, tailor ek ugr yel main fat gaya jisane pen ko lagbhag peeche kii ore thokar khai."main ise ab or nahin le saktaa!", vah baahar ho gaya."main chup rahane se thak gaya hoon! mere paas vichaar hai! mere paas vichaar hai! vahaan bahut kuch he jo main sirf ek sahaayak kii tulana main pesh kar saktaa hum jo chup rahata he!".ek or lanbaa tehraav tha jabaki pen ne yah sab liya or apane vichaar ekatra kiye."thik he ...", pen ne jawaab diya."maine sochaa tha ki aap baat karne main sakasham nahin the! yadi aap baat kar sakate hai, to mujhe nahin pataa ki aapane pehle kabhi aisa kyon nahin kiya. main in vichaaron ke bare main sab sunanaa pasand karuunga!"tailor ne dhire -dhire phir se muskuraana shuru kar diya.vah jaanata tha ki shaayad yah sab ek badi galatfahami thi.vah pehle kyon nahin bolaa tha?yah chizon ko itnaa aasaan bana detaa!</s>
