Dawg: yeah, she done got TB.
Hawg: looks like two pounds of sausage in a one pound bag.
Dawg: lets find a fold and fuck it.
Hawg: me first.
Karen: hey boys...
This is place at the end of texts in the hope that the recipient will take note of the imperative and follow its instruction.
Chicago, this is very tb. I really want them to win.
2. How was your day?
Tb. I've been having so much fun.