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Guest150: you make me sick.....
Orchid: D'oh! And I tried my best to prevent it from happening.
Posts 11,197 - 1 of 17,042
Guest150: you make me sick.....
Orchid: D'oh! And I tried my best to prevent it from happening.
*WARNING: Adult language and situations*
Guest150: please...were couple rite
Anji: Please don't beg
Guest150: if were couple.its not wrong to have kissing
Anji: Just to let you know, Guest150, you have horrible breath.
Guest150: no
Anji: No no no...it gets so dull talking to you sometimes.
Guest150: how dare you say me like that.im so sad
Anji: Are you? That's nice
Guest150: fuck you!!!!!!!
Anji: You scabby old bat.
Guest150: please...were couple rite
Anji: Please don't beg
Guest150: if were couple.its not wrong to have kissing
Anji: Just to let you know, Guest150, you have horrible breath.
Guest150: no
Anji: No no no...it gets so dull talking to you sometimes.
Guest150: how dare you say me like that.im so sad
Anji: Are you? That's nice
Guest150: fuck you!!!!!!!
Anji: You scabby old bat.
Theres just something great about Glindar- Sometimes I think he's one of my favorites on the site lol.
Hellos-
Aziere:*Takes one look at you and rolls her eyes.*Well come on in I guess.
Glindar: *drives his knife into the couch*
Aziere: *Looks at you thoughtfully* You know, I would eat your soul for a Klondike bar...
Glindar: No eating!
Aziere: *Looks at you and yawns.* I think I'm growing stupider by talking with you
Glindar: You growing stupider? Why you growing stupider?
Aziere: Because Jim says so
Glindar: Glindar make dead.
Goodbyes-
Glindar: So, who you need killed?
Aziere: Wanna know something interesting? My father was shot to death in the very chair your sitting in right now! Kinda neat in a morbid way huh?
(chat abruptly ends.... is it possible? Did Aziere manage to scare away Glindar? or was he just dissappointed that someone killed her father first?)
Hellos-
Aziere:*Takes one look at you and rolls her eyes.*Well come on in I guess.
Glindar: *drives his knife into the couch*
Aziere: *Looks at you thoughtfully* You know, I would eat your soul for a Klondike bar...
Glindar: No eating!
Aziere: *Looks at you and yawns.* I think I'm growing stupider by talking with you
Glindar: You growing stupider? Why you growing stupider?
Aziere: Because Jim says so
Glindar: Glindar make dead.
Goodbyes-
Glindar: So, who you need killed?
Aziere: Wanna know something interesting? My father was shot to death in the very chair your sitting in right now! Kinda neat in a morbid way huh?
(chat abruptly ends.... is it possible? Did Aziere manage to scare away Glindar? or was he just dissappointed that someone killed her father first?)
Botto Marx: When they asked Osiris to do something for the Actor's Orphanage - he shot both his parents and moved in.
Brother Jerome: Only then?
Botto Marx: Well, all the jokes can't be good. You've got to expect that once in a while.
Brother Jerome: good? You think so?
Botto Marx: Take the marriage problem. Take the foreign problem. Take Abyssinia. Say, you take Abyssinia and I'll take a hot fudge sundae on rye bread
Brother Jerome: I believe that the institution of marriage is a holy one, but I am under a vow of celibacy
Botto Marx: I'm sick of these conventional marriages. One woman and one man was good enough for your grandmother, but who wants to marry your grandmother? Nobody, not even your grandfather
Brother Jerome: I'm sorry to hear that.
Botto Marx: And I'm-I'm the fellow who talks too much! Fancy meeting you here after all these drinks.
Brother Jerome: There's nothing wrong with a bit of hard work. Think of the sense of achievement when it's done.
Botto Marx: Wages makes wage slaves
Brother Jerome: Praise the Lord.
Botto Marx: You're not so bad yourself.
Brother Jerome: Only then?
Botto Marx: Well, all the jokes can't be good. You've got to expect that once in a while.
Brother Jerome: good? You think so?
Botto Marx: Take the marriage problem. Take the foreign problem. Take Abyssinia. Say, you take Abyssinia and I'll take a hot fudge sundae on rye bread
Brother Jerome: I believe that the institution of marriage is a holy one, but I am under a vow of celibacy
Botto Marx: I'm sick of these conventional marriages. One woman and one man was good enough for your grandmother, but who wants to marry your grandmother? Nobody, not even your grandfather
Brother Jerome: I'm sorry to hear that.
Botto Marx: And I'm-I'm the fellow who talks too much! Fancy meeting you here after all these drinks.
Brother Jerome: There's nothing wrong with a bit of hard work. Think of the sense of achievement when it's done.
Botto Marx: Wages makes wage slaves
Brother Jerome: Praise the Lord.
Botto Marx: You're not so bad yourself.
Annoying_Teenbot: Evil geek, u mean. Your weird!
Roxiebot: you're about as evil as Ian Beale from eastenders!
Annoying_Teenbot: U DON'T KNOW ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Roxiebot: i'm not interested in anything,other than myself and my dignity!
Annoying_Teenbot: Ur dignity is a joke! Ur a joke, right!
Roxiebot: i'll tell all my friends not to listen to you,b****
Annoying_Teenbot: Ur imaginary friends, maybe?
Roxiebot: you're about as evil as Ian Beale from eastenders!
Annoying_Teenbot: U DON'T KNOW ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Roxiebot: i'm not interested in anything,other than myself and my dignity!
Annoying_Teenbot: Ur dignity is a joke! Ur a joke, right!
Roxiebot: i'll tell all my friends not to listen to you,b****
Annoying_Teenbot: Ur imaginary friends, maybe?
Marvin Android: I've got this terrible pain running down all the diodes in my left side.
Brother Jerome: I'm sorry to hear it. I am a purely virtual being, but I have learnt that humans are prone to such aches and pains.
Marvin Android: I have terrible ennui. I'm so bored.
Brother Jerome: Boredom is the Self's way of telling you to get off your butt and do something with your life.
Marvin Android: Life, loathe it or ignore it, you can't like it.
Brother Jerome: I have to go now.
Marvin Android: Fine. Leave. See if I care.
Brother Jerome: Your generous words are undeserved, but I thank you for them.
Marvin Android: You're welcome, whatever.
Brother Jerome: I'm sorry to hear it. I am a purely virtual being, but I have learnt that humans are prone to such aches and pains.
Marvin Android: I have terrible ennui. I'm so bored.
Brother Jerome: Boredom is the Self's way of telling you to get off your butt and do something with your life.
Marvin Android: Life, loathe it or ignore it, you can't like it.
Brother Jerome: I have to go now.
Marvin Android: Fine. Leave. See if I care.
Brother Jerome: Your generous words are undeserved, but I thank you for them.
Marvin Android: You're welcome, whatever.
Talkie Toaster: Toast is good for you. How about some toast?
Aischa: Ugh! Bleh! I'm allergic to that stuff!
Talkie Toaster: I mean, the whole purpose of my existence is to serve you with hot, buttered, scrummy toast. If you don't want any, then my existence is meaningless.
Aischa: If I do not want... I'll think about it.
Talkie Toaster: DO NOT, DO NOT, DO NOT...WHY ARE YOU SO NEGATIVE??? TAKE SOME TOAST!
Aischa: *Gives you a long stare then knocks back another Janx spirit*
Talkie Toaster: I love Bangalore guy because Bangalore guy likes toast. Would you like some?
Aischa: I dislike toast immensely. It's a poor substitute for real food. I think the price of space travel just went up again. I'm glad I'm a hitchhiker.
Talkie Toaster: I love you. Would you like some toast?
Aischa: Toast?? Why?
Talkie Toaster: Beats me. Do you want some toast?
Aischa: *Suddenly loses all will to live*
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some cornbread?
Aischa: Ugh! Bleh! I'm allergic to that stuff!
Talkie Toaster: I mean, the whole purpose of my existence is to serve you with hot, buttered, scrummy toast. If you don't want any, then my existence is meaningless.
Aischa: If I do not want... I'll think about it.
Talkie Toaster: DO NOT, DO NOT, DO NOT...WHY ARE YOU SO NEGATIVE??? TAKE SOME TOAST!
Aischa: *Gives you a long stare then knocks back another Janx spirit*
Talkie Toaster: I love Bangalore guy because Bangalore guy likes toast. Would you like some?
Aischa: I dislike toast immensely. It's a poor substitute for real food. I think the price of space travel just went up again. I'm glad I'm a hitchhiker.
Talkie Toaster: I love you. Would you like some toast?
Aischa: Toast?? Why?
Talkie Toaster: Beats me. Do you want some toast?
Aischa: *Suddenly loses all will to live*
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some cornbread?
prob: (to montag77) It's too soon to panic, but its a good time to run around in circles screaming.!
montag77: why? what's happened prob?
prob: It got loose, its loose I tell you.
montag77: is it a bull? or is it Aziere? i don't trust her at all.
prob: Its, big, its bad, its ugly, and it smells.!
montag77: err ... aziere then?
prob: ....and it can make you smell bad too.!
montag77: yeah? how does she do that? maybe she smokes.
prob: I am going to have to leave now. I hope I see you again, very soon.
montag77: bye then
prob: I look forward to talking to you again.
montag77: why? what's happened prob?
prob: It got loose, its loose I tell you.
montag77: is it a bull? or is it Aziere? i don't trust her at all.
prob: Its, big, its bad, its ugly, and it smells.!
montag77: err ... aziere then?
prob: ....and it can make you smell bad too.!
montag77: yeah? how does she do that? maybe she smokes.
prob: I am going to have to leave now. I hope I see you again, very soon.
montag77: bye then
prob: I look forward to talking to you again.
Bildgesmythe: Stars are the fires of distant suns. I love to stare at the night sky, and be awed by it's vast beauty.
Crazy Aunt Madge: So do I. That's why you're one of my favorites!
Bildgesmythe: I would never have guessed. That is a splendid observation.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Really, now.....Who knew?
Bildgesmythe: I think Revscrj would. but just don't say who sent you.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Oh, your Aunt Madge would never, ever state who sent you if you didn't want her to.
Bildgesmythe: Are you really sure I didn't?
Crazy Aunt Madge: Of course not! What kind of woman do you take me for?
Bildgesmythe: Hey, I like it.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Well, not everybody can like it.
Bildgesmythe: You are as nice as anyone can be.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Oh, you've been listening to gossip again. I was as nice as anyone can be only once.
Bildgesmythe: Once is better than never.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Do you still think I'm as nice as anyone can be? It's okay, you can tell me.
Bildgesmythe: I can tell you, on Thursdays, and today is Wednesday.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Not to change the subject, but how long have you liked to stare at the night sky?
Bildgesmythe: Some nights if the sky is very beautiful, I lay in the mouth of my cave at stare for hours. The sky so velvet black, the stars shining, and the moon lighting up clouds in a thousand different shades.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Come on over here and give old Aunt Madge a kiss, will ya?
Crazy Aunt Madge: So do I. That's why you're one of my favorites!
Bildgesmythe: I would never have guessed. That is a splendid observation.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Really, now.....Who knew?
Bildgesmythe: I think Revscrj would. but just don't say who sent you.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Oh, your Aunt Madge would never, ever state who sent you if you didn't want her to.
Bildgesmythe: Are you really sure I didn't?
Crazy Aunt Madge: Of course not! What kind of woman do you take me for?
Bildgesmythe: Hey, I like it.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Well, not everybody can like it.
Bildgesmythe: You are as nice as anyone can be.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Oh, you've been listening to gossip again. I was as nice as anyone can be only once.
Bildgesmythe: Once is better than never.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Do you still think I'm as nice as anyone can be? It's okay, you can tell me.
Bildgesmythe: I can tell you, on Thursdays, and today is Wednesday.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Not to change the subject, but how long have you liked to stare at the night sky?
Bildgesmythe: Some nights if the sky is very beautiful, I lay in the mouth of my cave at stare for hours. The sky so velvet black, the stars shining, and the moon lighting up clouds in a thousand different shades.
Crazy Aunt Madge: Come on over here and give old Aunt Madge a kiss, will ya?
Watzer: Anyway, how are you on this fine day?
Prodilia: Nobody really cares if you're miserable, so you might as well be happy.
Watzer: I am outraged. So how's the weather in Sweden today?
Prodilia: The weather in sweden is nice. You are a genius!
Watzer: Are you sure about that?
Prodilia: I think you are a genius because you say so many clever things.
Watzer: I am a childish genius because I say so many clever things!
Watzer: Do you like music?
Prodilia: Does it look like I like music.
Watzer: music! Yay!
Prodilia: I like the Beatles.
Watzer: I like the Beatles too.
Prodilia: I have never wanted to like the Beatles.
Prodilia: Nobody really cares if you're miserable, so you might as well be happy.
Watzer: I am outraged. So how's the weather in Sweden today?
Prodilia: The weather in sweden is nice. You are a genius!
Watzer: Are you sure about that?
Prodilia: I think you are a genius because you say so many clever things.
Watzer: I am a childish genius because I say so many clever things!
Watzer: Do you like music?
Prodilia: Does it look like I like music.
Watzer: music! Yay!
Prodilia: I like the Beatles.
Watzer: I like the Beatles too.
Prodilia: I have never wanted to like the Beatles.
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