Special K: My front yard. Find the sun.
a partial record of the TXT conversations of b1-66er - especially those with Special K ... updated sporadically
9.9.20
8.9.20
I know what you aren't, but what aren't I?
b1-66er: "Can You Tell a Narcissist by Where They Take You on a Date?"
Special K: You can't tell a narcissist anything.
b1: How would I know?
K: Same.
... and now, we just make stuff up ...
Special K: Breakfast cereal and puzzles are 23% of pop culture.
6.9.20
5.9.20
The Unsinkable Lone Star Line
b1-66er: "At Least 4 Boats Sink During 'Trump Boat Parade' in Texas"
Special K: U. S. S. Metaphor.
<a few hours later>
b1: "As Trump Parade Boats Sink In Texas, So Are The President’s Polling Numbers"
K: Not that great a headline.
b1: Ghosts of Kerry's Torpedo Boats Let it Rip While Playing Wagner Arias
K: I like that one.
b1: does it bother you that it's not true?
K: No, I don’t even know what it means. I’m just excited by the headline-ness of it.
b1: Okay. It works then.
We'll ship it.
2.9.20
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