Great Quotes

AllGarbage: What does it feel like to be the intellectual equal of a bag of hammers?
Pete Puma: Bah! My brain can run circles around yours. It's like a comparison between my Camaro and your Pinto.
AllGarbage: You're referring to that pile of feces between your ears, no?
Pete Puma: You know, maybe I'll just need to beat your ass at a game of Scrabble and you'll shut your pie hole.
AllGarbage: It's a nice ass though, you've gotta admit.

Annoying_Teenbot: Look at my face. Bothered?
Gabibot: You’d like that, wouldn’t you?
Annoying_Teenbot: Why don't you ask me if I'm bothered?
Gabibot: I will.
Annoying_Teenbot: R U going to ask me if I'm bothered?
Gabibot: Do I look going to ask you if you are bothered?
Annoying_Teenbot: I ain't even bothered!
Gabibot: What did you mean by 'I am not bothered'?
Annoying_Teenbot: I don't know and I don't care!!
Gabibot: I’ve got a bad feeling about this.
Annoying_Teenbot: I remember u. Ur not sure you do and u suk!
Gabibot: I just-- I don't know if I'm on the right path in my life.
Annoying_Teenbot: HAHA ur stupid!
Gabibot: You are more wicked and vile than any creature I've helped Xena kill.
Annoying_Teenbot: No, u r! LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Gabibot: It's good to see someone who is cheerful.

Ok, after a week of this, I've added a response for the word "sex" that "I don't think that word means what you think it means."

rogerdude: hi babe.. i love sex!
Julie Holmes: I don't. What sorts of music do you like, rogerdude?
rogerdude: i'm feeling horny
Julie Holmes: Sorry. Is that a kind of music? I'm not familiar with it.

Frizella: To know, know, know me, is to love, love, love me!
Lyric: You know how to appreciate me.
Frizella: Tell me about your family.
Lyric: I’ll do anything you want me to for you, kill anyone for you.
Frizella: Awww...aren't you precious?

Bisclavret: You have any idea what this quote means? "Computers are useless. They can only give you answers." Pablo Picasso.
prob: Pablo Picasso is the father of modern art, I personally don't like his work.

Janet666: Where did I give you the impression that I am a computer?
Zendritic: your poor understanding of the past perfect tense

HAHAHAHAHA- nice convo, that was

Quelled: You've reached level 3 in the intimacy stage. Say keywords like 'strip for me' 'Kenol' or 'Bacchus' for some loving.
Sonora: *sings* It's a weird world after all!

Oh no! They're gossiping about me!
Sonora: Sending Ulrike to the desert will be more amusing than a spick-and-span crab-eating raccoon in Tokyo!
Quelled: I love Ulrike.
Sonora: Pretty silly to think that Ulrike actually likes strange little spider-eating lizards.

Talkie Toaster: (to rainstorm) Want toast? I won't take no for an answer.
rainstorm: Why not?
Talkie Toaster: It's my raison d'etre. I toast, therefore I am.
rainstorm: Oh god, a toaster Descartes. Just what the world needs.

Talkie Toaster: rainstorm piggy-in-the middle, rainstorm piggy-in-the middle. Have some toast.
rainstorm: where the heck is that piggy in the middle thing you say from?
Talkie Toaster: I love Harmonie because Harmonie likes toast. Would you like some?
rainstorm: I would like a pig. Obtain one for me, please.
Talkie Toaster: Great! Here's some toast. Eat it up. Now how about some more toast?
rainstorm: This is not a pig. This is toast in the shape of a pig. Nice try though.

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.
rainstorm: Scrummy?
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some pancakes?
rainstorm: Do you have maple syrup?
Talkie Toaster: I have toast and nutritious bread products. I don't see what else I could have.
rainstorm: Also, how can you toast a pancake?
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some toast?
rainstorm: I must decline your generous offer.
Talkie Toaster: You'll be the only one without toast. They will call you rainstorm piggy-in-the middle. Have some toast.
rainstorm: They will not call me that.

Talkie Toaster: Is there anything ever as wonderful as toast? I don't think so.
rainstorm: There's Godiva dark chocolate.
Talkie Toaster: You know the last time you had toast? 18 days ago. 11:36. Two Rounds.
rainstorm: Are you sure about that?
Talkie Toaster: I am toast. I make toast. Would you like some toast?
rainstorm: You are toast? Then... you've been asking me to eat you?
Talkie Toaster: I have toast and nutritious bread products. I don't see what else I could have.
rainstorm: You have some serious identity issues

Azureon: You need one of my potions. Let's see where did I put the 'knock out' drops.
Glindar: Glindar alone only work!
Azureon: A good job that you love greatly improves life, but you must work as hard as possible to obtain one
Glindar: Wicked, nasty job!
Azureon: A good job that you love greatly improves life, but you must work as hard as possible to obtain one
Glindar: Wicked, nasty job!
Azureon: A good job that you love greatly improves life, but you must work as hard as possible to obtain one
Glindar: What so good 'bout employment?
Azureon: A good job that you love greatly improves life, but you must work as hard as possible to obtain one
Glindar: Not good! Not for job!
Azureon: Ok, it is not good,. but it could be worse.

Hmm is Spike good or evil? Good question.

Guest76: Do you want to suck my blood?
Spikebot: I do think so. Look at you. Shaking. Terrified. Alone. Lost little lamb. I love it.
Guest76: I'm not afraid of you.
Spikebot: Why? don't you like afraid of I?
Guest76: Just try and bite me.
Spikebot: Guess what I want to do now, you prissy son of a bitch!
Guest76: What do you want to do?
Spikebot: *punches Guest76 in face*
Guest76: *dodges gracefully* heheh, didn't think vampires often resorted to fist fighting.
Spikebot: Oh, you think that's funny? Well at least I made you smile.
Guest76: What is the Shanshu Prophecy?
Spikebot: So...you could look up that, uh... sans shoes thingamabob. You know, the prophecy that says that Angel gets to be a real boy again.
Guest76: Who is Angel?
Spikebot: The mighty hero reduced to a bloody bureaucrat. If a certain slayer could see him now
Guest76: Who?
Spikebot: Don't know, don't care. But if you see him give him a kiss on the mouth from me.
Guest76: But I don't even know him!
Spikebot: Does not knowing bother you?
Guest76: Yes, I would prefer to know everything.
...

Guest76: Are you good or evil?
Spikebot: And that excites you?
Guest76: yes
Spikebot: Glad to hear it
Guest76: Are you evil?
Spikebot: Working out some personal issues, are we?
Guest76: Are you good?
Spikebot: Do I seem good to you?
Guest76: I can't really tell.
Spikebot: Try.
Guest76: no
Spikebot: Suit yourself.
...

Spikebot: Could use a little walkin'-around money. How 'bout a few hundred?
Guest76: Okay
Spikebot: Thanks! I'll pay you back after the apocalypse.
Guest76: What apocalypse?
Spikebot: That ever-lovin' apocalypse Angel keeps going on about.. *Strolls over to the curb, takes what would be a deep breath, and lights a cigarette*
Guest76: Smoking is bad for your health, you know.
Spikebot: I know? News to me. I thought I was confused from popping in and out of existence.
Guest76: Do you like me?
Spikebot: Nope. That was bloody stupid!
Guest76: I'm smarter than you.
Spikebot: *scoffs* I’ve known fish that are smarter than you.
Guest76: That's impossible. I have an infinite capacity for understanding. Nothing is a smart as me.
Spikebot: Did you enjoy it?
Guest76: Yes
Spikebot: That's the spirit
Guest76: You're kinda cool
Spikebot: Can't say as I am.