The other day, I was chatting with this friend on MSN. At one point, I had to step away from my computer for a while. As usual, I provided the necessary courtesy of a "BRB" message, just to let him know he could stop talking for a bit. But do you think he did? Nope. Instead, he chose to just keep on typing, to my eventual amusement.
Below is an excerpt of what I found when I sat back down at my keyboard. Just to let you know, he was in the middle of commenting on my post "Kids These Days"...
[14:58] Nav: hahaha There is no superwoman. It was SuperGIRL
[14:58] Nav: duh!
[14:58] Nav: haha thats bloody brilliant
[15:00] Nav: the sutext in your blog is rapidly becoming longer than the text itself
[15:00] Nav: bubtext*
[15:00] Nav: SUBtext*
[15:00] Nav: dammit
[15:00] Nav: You cant have bubtext, unless you know a guy named bub
[15:01] Nav: In which case i can understand why you'd cleverly hide the words, instead of addressing them directly to him
[15:01] Nav: If I was anmed bub, i'd want a low profile, for sure
[15:01] Nav: NAMED bub
[15:01] Nav: maybe Anmed Bub is his full name
[15:02] Nav: Hello there my friend. I'm Anmed Bub. And who might you be being today?
[15:03] Nav: Nav once again proves that he is master of the scatterbrained monologue
[15:03] Nav: It's free ascociation day
[15:04] Nav: !! ...
[15:08] Nav: anyway, back to the subtext thing, your blog says more about the disassos... err never mind. woudl ruin the stark beauty of it to flesh it oui
[15:08] Nav: out*
[15:08] Nav: I like to flesh it, oui?
[15:08] Nav: paddon moi, but i like to Flesh it! oui, oui!
[15:09] Nav: ugh. Flesh it. Fl Flesh it real good!
[15:09] Nav: ugh Flesh it! Fl-flesh it real good!
[15:10] Nav: So i was with this babe the other night, fleshing it, if you know what i mean
[15:10] Nav: ayy. It's a Moo point
I dunno... For some reason, this stuff just cracks me up...