Baffling. This is BR's side of the conversation. The other conversant is the probverbial Rosetta Stone, without which one cannot possibly decipher how this was a sequential conversation.
A short exchange, to be sure, but noteworthy. Unembellished and unabridged:
BR: "How you doin'?"
(Pause)
BR: "Umm hmm."
(Pause)
BR: "Strawberries."
(Pause)
BR: "Yahoo.com."
(Pause)
BR: "Tryin' to senjer 'dress book? It's easy."
(Pause)
BR: "Is that what you call finger-lickin' good?"
(Pause)
BR: "Heh heh heh."
(Pause)
BR: "How's the weather up thar?"
(Pause)
BR: "You sure it's nine-y? It's prolly sevenny-five, but you call it nine-y. Anythin' above sevenny-five."
(Pause)
BR: "Awrightee. Later!"
(Long pause while I make that "WTF?" face)
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The other side:
BR: "How you doin'?"
Billy Bob: Pretty good except for the strawberries in my butt.
BR: "Umm hmm."
Billy Bob: They're stuck.
BR: "Strawberries."
Billy Bob: I'm googlin' how to get em out. what's that nin-ternet address?
BR: "Yahoo.com."
Billy Bob: Oh yeah i found it. I sent ya muh email program yesterday.
BR: "Tryin' to senjer 'dress book? It's easy."
Billy Bob: Yeah i taped muh dress book to a box of KFC.
BR: "Is that what you call finger-lickin' good?"
Billy Bob: Huh? heh. heh he.
BR: "Heh heh heh."
Billy Bob: Heh.
BR: "How's the weather up thar?"
Billy Bob: Hotter than blue blazes with strawberries in my butt. there's gotta be nine-y of em in thar.
BR: "You sure it's nine-y? It's prolly sevenny-five, but you call it nine-y. Anythin' above sevenny-five."
Billy Bob: I gotta go find the kool whip.
BR: "Awrightee. Later!"
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