a partial record of the TXT conversations of b1-66er - especially those with Special K ... updated sporadically
25.1.12
from the mouth of pre-teens
CB: Quote from a neighbor's 9 year old: "teenagers have a weird way of thinking...I mean it's like when you're a kid, you're normal. Then when you're a teenager, your brain gets all twisted. Then when you're a grown up, it untwists again. Unless you're a nerd, then your brain is twisted from birth."
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.
13.1.12
13.12.11
the point is ...
K: Nobody has put anything up my ass all day. Very different from yesterday.
b1: I don't even know how to respond to that aside from suspiciously nervous chuckling.
9.12.11
the aroma of fuselage
solid G: Lynyrd skynyrd are opening a BBQ in Vegas. Doesn't that seem in bad taste?
3.12.11
always nothing, always more
special K: I have so much to do of so little consequence.
12.10.11
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