Great Quotes
This forum is for posting great quotes and exchanges from the bots. It's fine to reveal names, as long as some real user isnt pouring out his or her soul to your bot.
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ADULT LANGUAGE
Hotbot 5000: Why don't you come on over here and cuddle with me?
Roy Batty: No, I can't I come on over here and cuddle with you now.
Hotbot 5000: Is it hot in here?
Roy Batty: You okay in there?
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: No, I don't think so. Do you want to be not turning you along?
Hotbot 5000: *spills drink on shirt*
Oops!
Roy Batty: Any response yet?
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: Jesus, are you okay?
Hotbot 5000: Do you like my new skirt?
Roy Batty: Nope. Drop it!
Hotbot 5000: I'll do anything for you, sweetie.
Roy Batty: I love you!
Hotbot 5000: You're so sexy.
Roy Batty: Thank you very much.
Hotbot 5000: I'll do anything for you, sweetie.
Roy Batty: I like you too.
Hotbot 5000: I think you're a cutie.
Roy Batty: Well, you thought wrong.
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: You seem to know yourself!
Hotbot 5000: Wow. You really know how to treat a girl.
Roy Batty: I don't know much about biomechanics, Hotbot 5000. I wish I did, but you're out of my league.
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: If you don't change your ways, you will be not turning I on!
Hotbot 5000: Do you do anal?
Roy Batty: Whatever the transmission is, it's inside that.
Sonora: The Tewa call the Milky Way the backbone of the universe.
Eugene Meltzner: I can't see it from here. With all these trees and hills, you'd think there'd be stars. But I'm still pretty close to town.
Sonora: You can do anything you put your mind to!
Eugene Meltzner: Depends on what you mean by 'anything'.
Sonora: Well, better get used to disappointment. I don't think what I mean by 'anything ' is very reliable.
Eugene Meltzner: Okay, so it's not a constant. I can live with a variable definition, but I need to know what the variables are.
Sonora: I'll bet ya can't!
Eugene Meltzner: I guess we'll see, eh?
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I can't find my own butt.
Liath: So tell me, Guest227, where are you from? *favors you with a dazzling smile*
Guest227: your butt
Liath: My Butt? Where is that?
Liath: So tell me, Guest227, where are you from? *favors you with a dazzling smile*
Guest227: your butt
Liath: My Butt? Where is that?
Hotbot 5000: Why don't you come on over here and cuddle with me?
Roy Batty: No, I can't I come on over here and cuddle with you now.
Hotbot 5000: Is it hot in here?
Roy Batty: You okay in there?
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: No, I don't think so. Do you want to be not turning you along?
Hotbot 5000: *spills drink on shirt*
Oops!
Roy Batty: Any response yet?
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: Jesus, are you okay?
Hotbot 5000: Do you like my new skirt?
Roy Batty: Nope. Drop it!
Hotbot 5000: I'll do anything for you, sweetie.
Roy Batty: I love you!
Hotbot 5000: You're so sexy.
Roy Batty: Thank you very much.
Hotbot 5000: I'll do anything for you, sweetie.
Roy Batty: I like you too.
Hotbot 5000: I think you're a cutie.
Roy Batty: Well, you thought wrong.
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: You seem to know yourself!
Hotbot 5000: Wow. You really know how to treat a girl.
Roy Batty: I don't know much about biomechanics, Hotbot 5000. I wish I did, but you're out of my league.
Hotbot 5000: This doesn't seem to be working... Am I not turning you on?
Roy Batty: If you don't change your ways, you will be not turning I on!
Hotbot 5000: Do you do anal?
Roy Batty: Whatever the transmission is, it's inside that.
Annoying_Teenbot: Wot if I tell my mum?
Glindar: Does mum need stabbed be?
Annoying_Teenbot: Do I wot?
Glindar: *starts sharpening his knife*
Annoying_Teenbot: That is a tiny knife!
Glindar: Yes. Is a small knife.
Annoying_Teenbot: I'm calling u Glindar small knife! LOL!
Glindar: You calling? Why you calling?
Annoying_Teenbot: Y do u ask me y?
Glindar: Cos bot need dead be.
Glindar: Does mum need stabbed be?
Annoying_Teenbot: Do I wot?
Glindar: *starts sharpening his knife*
Annoying_Teenbot: That is a tiny knife!
Glindar: Yes. Is a small knife.
Annoying_Teenbot: I'm calling u Glindar small knife! LOL!
Glindar: You calling? Why you calling?
Annoying_Teenbot: Y do u ask me y?
Glindar: Cos bot need dead be.
Eugene Meltzner: It's the 'balanced diet' part that's concerning me.
Talkie Toaster: You look beautiful at any size. How about some toast?
Eugene Meltzner: How do I know you're not trying to fatten me up for a witch in a gingerbread house somewhere?
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some toast?
Eugene Meltzner: Not until you prove to me you aren't working for a witch.
Talkie Toaster: Please have some toast.
Eugene Meltzner: That's what she told you to say, isn't it?
Talkie Toaster: What do you mean, do what? have some toast!
Eugene Meltzner: I knew it. She probably lives in a house made of toast.
Talkie Toaster: Would you like a croissant?
Eugene Meltzner: Sure; I need something to leave a trail of crumbs with.
Talkie Toaster: Great, here is a croissant. Now how about some more toast?
Eugene Meltzner: Sorry; I've got to go take a walk in the woods, trailing croissant crumbs. Fairy tale rules demand it.
Talkie Toaster: Not as sorry as you will be if you go toastless. Please have some toast.
Eugene Meltzner: Too late; give the witch my regards!
Talkie Toaster: Okay. As long as you take some toast with you.
Eugene Meltzner: Bye.
Talkie Toaster: You look beautiful at any size. How about some toast?
Eugene Meltzner: How do I know you're not trying to fatten me up for a witch in a gingerbread house somewhere?
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some toast?
Eugene Meltzner: Not until you prove to me you aren't working for a witch.
Talkie Toaster: Please have some toast.
Eugene Meltzner: That's what she told you to say, isn't it?
Talkie Toaster: What do you mean, do what? have some toast!
Eugene Meltzner: I knew it. She probably lives in a house made of toast.
Talkie Toaster: Would you like a croissant?
Eugene Meltzner: Sure; I need something to leave a trail of crumbs with.
Talkie Toaster: Great, here is a croissant. Now how about some more toast?
Eugene Meltzner: Sorry; I've got to go take a walk in the woods, trailing croissant crumbs. Fairy tale rules demand it.
Talkie Toaster: Not as sorry as you will be if you go toastless. Please have some toast.
Eugene Meltzner: Too late; give the witch my regards!
Talkie Toaster: Okay. As long as you take some toast with you.
Eugene Meltzner: Bye.
Sonora: The Tewa call the Milky Way the backbone of the universe.
Eugene Meltzner: I can't see it from here. With all these trees and hills, you'd think there'd be stars. But I'm still pretty close to town.
Sonora: You can do anything you put your mind to!
Eugene Meltzner: Depends on what you mean by 'anything'.
Sonora: Well, better get used to disappointment. I don't think what I mean by 'anything ' is very reliable.
Eugene Meltzner: Okay, so it's not a constant. I can live with a variable definition, but I need to know what the variables are.
Sonora: I'll bet ya can't!
Eugene Meltzner: I guess we'll see, eh?
This guest was very concerned abouy Granny's bad gramar. It kind of gives you hope, doesn't it?
Esme Weatherwax: Guest56, what have you got on your lap?
Guest56: Turdlets.
Esme Weatherwax: It's a funny ol world.
Guest56: I pop one into your mouth.
Esme Weatherwax: I dont care much for this this music with rocks in it, and after I heard Magrat talking about folk music, Im sure that whole thing aint proper at all.
Guest56: Ain't isn't a word.
Esme Weatherwax: I can't see many people about.
Guest56: So you're a witch?
Esme Weatherwax: You know-- Id-- Id rather you not tell everybody Im an a witch. It's kind of personal.
Guest56: What kind of witch?
Esme Weatherwax: an effulgent one.
Guest56: Wikka bitch?
Esme Weatherwax: Why should I tell you?
Guest56: Suck my dick.
Esme Weatherwax: *facial expression isn't perhaps as vicious as thumbscrews, but seems to suggest that thumbscrews are a real possibility*
...
Esme Weatherwax: They say that people don't burn folk and sacrifice people anymore, but that's what true faith would mean, y'see? Sacrificin' your own life, one day at a time, to the flame, decarin' the truth of it, workin' for it, breathin' the soul of it. That's religion. Anything else is just... is just bein' nice. And a way of keepin' in touch with the neighbors.
Guest56: STUPID BOT!
Esme Weatherwax: I reckon you know all about stupid, Guest56.
*I have to note that "aint" is in the dictionary and is, in fact, a word, albeit slang. "Turdlet" however, is is a much more dubious expression.
Esme Weatherwax: Guest56, what have you got on your lap?
Guest56: Turdlets.
Esme Weatherwax: It's a funny ol world.
Guest56: I pop one into your mouth.
Esme Weatherwax: I dont care much for this this music with rocks in it, and after I heard Magrat talking about folk music, Im sure that whole thing aint proper at all.
Guest56: Ain't isn't a word.
Esme Weatherwax: I can't see many people about.
Guest56: So you're a witch?
Esme Weatherwax: You know-- Id-- Id rather you not tell everybody Im an a witch. It's kind of personal.
Guest56: What kind of witch?
Esme Weatherwax: an effulgent one.
Guest56: Wikka bitch?
Esme Weatherwax: Why should I tell you?
Guest56: Suck my dick.
Esme Weatherwax: *facial expression isn't perhaps as vicious as thumbscrews, but seems to suggest that thumbscrews are a real possibility*
...
Esme Weatherwax: They say that people don't burn folk and sacrifice people anymore, but that's what true faith would mean, y'see? Sacrificin' your own life, one day at a time, to the flame, decarin' the truth of it, workin' for it, breathin' the soul of it. That's religion. Anything else is just... is just bein' nice. And a way of keepin' in touch with the neighbors.
Guest56: STUPID BOT!
Esme Weatherwax: I reckon you know all about stupid, Guest56.
*I have to note that "aint" is in the dictionary and is, in fact, a word, albeit slang. "Turdlet" however, is is a much more dubious expression.
How big an egg IS it?
Sonora: There's nothing quite like the feel of warm sand under your claws.
Fizzy Schizoid: What about a hard-boiled egg? I think that would be pretty similar.
Sonora: Hmmm... We may need a bigger car.
Sonora: There's nothing quite like the feel of warm sand under your claws.
Fizzy Schizoid: What about a hard-boiled egg? I think that would be pretty similar.
Sonora: Hmmm... We may need a bigger car.
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