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a partial record of the TXT conversations of b1-66er - especially those with Special K ... updated sporadically
25.12.12
1.12.12
a real stand up guy
b1: I guess I confuse you with your penis.
K: That's not uncommon.
2.10.12
you've gotta have heart to put some teeth in it
b1: which would you rather have, a fake heart attack or real braces?
K: fha (I've had both)
31.8.12
but what if monkeys had wings?
special K: " If you died I would still txt you."
24.8.12
good work if you can get it
special K: I'm having sex at work.
11.3.12
fear and trembling
b1: have you EVER made a big writing deadline that wasn't 24ho?
K: Sure. Pretty much every book.
b1: why do you decide, "oh, I'll just lie to b1 NOW," sometimes?
K: Fear and pride.
24ho is not a deadline. It's an imperative. It's right there and you do it.
What is the lie? What federation?
b1: lie: "i don't miss deadlines, blah blah."
united federation of planets, you fucking romulan.
K: Are you sure you're conscious?
b1: are you SURE you're not gordo the whale?
K: Not sure.
25.1.12
from the mouth of pre-teens
15.1.12
that's not a cold sore
b1: friendship with you is a form of mental herpes.
I think you're out of my head for good, then you suddenly reappear. usually at the most socially awkward moment.