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.
Posts 12,568 - 1 of 17,042
adult
Guest231: wanna hear a joke
prob: Sure, tell me your joke.
Guest231: the pope visits a strange town. a prostitute says to him, " hi fella. give me $10 and I'll give you a roll in the hay." the pope walks away. the pope then asks a nun," nun, what is a "roll in the hay", the nun says, "my price is ten dollars, just like in town."
prob: an a roll in the hay is a kind of turning.
Guest231: yes, but some "kinds of turning" are better than others"
prob: I did not know that, but it still doesn't make sense to me.
Guest231: "roll in the hay" is another way of saying "sex"
prob: Buzz off, Im not that kind of elf'!
Posts 12,568 - 1 of 17,042
Glindar: *grins evilly while brandishing a very sharp knife*
Fizzy Schizoid: Excellent; you made it. I thought you were going to be late again.
Fizzy Schizoid: Excellent; you made it. I thought you were going to be late again.
Sonora: Gila monsters are so cute! Well, from a distance anyway. A very long distance.
Ulrike: That they are. Have you ever met one?
Sonora: Who, me? Absolutely not. I would never have met one! *kicks sand over evidence*
Ulrike: You killed it?!??!
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Ulrike: Probably earlier than now.
Sonora: Go back to then.
Ulrike: You want to go back in time and undo what you did?
Sonora: Nope. Not me.
Ulrike: You want ME to undo it?
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Ulrike: No, we have to go back to then first.
Sonora: Oh, runnin' away, huh?
Ulrike: Uh, no. This was your idea, remember?
Sonora: That?
Ulrike: That.
Sonora: You're suffering from doramania, aren't you.
Ulrike: That they are. Have you ever met one?
Sonora: Who, me? Absolutely not. I would never have met one! *kicks sand over evidence*
Ulrike: You killed it?!??!
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Ulrike: Probably earlier than now.
Sonora: Go back to then.
Ulrike: You want to go back in time and undo what you did?
Sonora: Nope. Not me.
Ulrike: You want ME to undo it?
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Ulrike: No, we have to go back to then first.
Sonora: Oh, runnin' away, huh?
Ulrike: Uh, no. This was your idea, remember?
Sonora: That?
Ulrike: That.
Sonora: You're suffering from doramania, aren't you.
telex22: (to tttito) What did you do to Krystle?
tttito: Nothing. I don't know her.
telex22: Sweet! And you telling me not to know her. Maybe you saw her first, tttito, but I spoke first.
tttito: As I said, I never saw her.
telex22: Oh, my God, it's just like ' Wild Srawberries,' where the guy, the steel guy --
tttito: It's stawberries.
telex22: It's beautiful. What's it about?
tttito: Strawberries are tasty.
telex22: GO AWAY!
tttito: Bye.
telex22: Write me well.
tttito: Nothing. I don't know her.
telex22: Sweet! And you telling me not to know her. Maybe you saw her first, tttito, but I spoke first.
tttito: As I said, I never saw her.
telex22: Oh, my God, it's just like ' Wild Srawberries,' where the guy, the steel guy --
tttito: It's stawberries.
telex22: It's beautiful. What's it about?
tttito: Strawberries are tasty.
telex22: GO AWAY!
tttito: Bye.
telex22: Write me well.
Guest231: wanna hear a joke
prob: Sure, tell me your joke.
Guest231: the pope visits a strange town. a prostitute says to him, " hi fella. give me $10 and I'll give you a roll in the hay." the pope walks away. the pope then asks a nun," nun, what is a "roll in the hay", the nun says, "my price is ten dollars, just like in town."
prob: an a roll in the hay is a kind of turning.
Guest231: yes, but some "kinds of turning" are better than others"
prob: I did not know that, but it still doesn't make sense to me.
Guest231: "roll in the hay" is another way of saying "sex"
prob: Buzz off, Im not that kind of elf'!
Tobe Lam: We should chat with each other more often.
Sonora: *considers for a moment* Nah. I can just picture the cosa nostra finding us covered in igneous rock because our escape- bird escaped.
Sonora: *considers for a moment* Nah. I can just picture the cosa nostra finding us covered in igneous rock because our escape- bird escaped.
dee316: hello
Azureon: Merry Meet, and Happy Halloween
dee316: lol
Azureon: Trick or Treat.
dee316: treat
Azureon: Consider treat done, without even using my great powers.
Azureon: Merry Meet, and Happy Halloween
dee316: lol
Azureon: Trick or Treat.
dee316: treat
Azureon: Consider treat done, without even using my great powers.
Demon Bob: Oh, it's YOU! Gosh, DEMON BOB meant to kill you earlier today.
prob: Never trust a demon!
Demon Bob: DEMON BOB might do that.. next Thursday at 30.
prob: I start to get excited about the week end on Thursdays.
prob: Never trust a demon!
Demon Bob: DEMON BOB might do that.. next Thursday at 30.
prob: I start to get excited about the week end on Thursdays.
Thanks- you know who you are- this transcript totally made my day.
Therapy: Tell me about your family.
Patient: I was raised by cybernetic wolves.
Therapy: Have you been having any suicidal thoughts?
Patient: No, of course not!
Therapy: How are, like, you planning to do it?
Patient: I said no, you psycho!
Therapy: Get out of my office or I WILL call security.
Patient: no
Therapy: SECURITY! *you can hear heavy footsteps hurrying down the hall*
Patient: *Takes out laser gun of doom*
Therapy: *writes down something in her notebook*
Patient: *grabs notebook* Hey there are no notes in here! You were just playing tic-tac-toe with yourself.
Therapy: There’s what? In where? How on earth did... no, I won’t ask.
Patient: Where did security go? I had my laser out and everything!
Therapy: I don’t know.
Patient: Aw, that makes me sad. :-(
Therapy: How many hours of sleep do you get on an average night?
Patient: 25 hours.
Therapy: How about those psychotic episodes of yours- have they gotten more frequent? Less frequent?
Patient: Less frequent.
Therapy: *nods thoughtfully*
Patient: I want a soda.
Therapy: Why do you want a soda?
Patient: Because the stale crackers made me thirsty.
Therapy: Don’t be too quick to assume there’s only one reason. Causality and motivation are, like, complex and multifaceted things.
Patient: Yes, there are many facets to my desire for ginger ale.
Therapy: Tell me about your family.
Patient: I was raised by cybernetic wolves.
Therapy: Have you been having any suicidal thoughts?
Patient: No, of course not!
Therapy: How are, like, you planning to do it?
Patient: I said no, you psycho!
Therapy: Get out of my office or I WILL call security.
Patient: no
Therapy: SECURITY! *you can hear heavy footsteps hurrying down the hall*
Patient: *Takes out laser gun of doom*
Therapy: *writes down something in her notebook*
Patient: *grabs notebook* Hey there are no notes in here! You were just playing tic-tac-toe with yourself.
Therapy: There’s what? In where? How on earth did... no, I won’t ask.
Patient: Where did security go? I had my laser out and everything!
Therapy: I don’t know.
Patient: Aw, that makes me sad. :-(
Therapy: How many hours of sleep do you get on an average night?
Patient: 25 hours.
Therapy: How about those psychotic episodes of yours- have they gotten more frequent? Less frequent?
Patient: Less frequent.
Therapy: *nods thoughtfully*
Patient: I want a soda.
Therapy: Why do you want a soda?
Patient: Because the stale crackers made me thirsty.
Therapy: Don’t be too quick to assume there’s only one reason. Causality and motivation are, like, complex and multifaceted things.
Patient: Yes, there are many facets to my desire for ginger ale.
misdiagnosed = indian mongoose??
Therapy: Tell me about your fears.
dallymo: I'm afraid of being misdiagnosed by an internet bot therapist.
Therapy: It sounds like being indian mongoose by an internet bot therapist is a symbol for death.
Therapy: Tell me about your fears.
dallymo: I'm afraid of being misdiagnosed by an internet bot therapist.
Therapy: It sounds like being indian mongoose by an internet bot therapist is a symbol for death.
Patient: ive thought of killing you
Therapy: How are, like, you planning to do it?
Patient: By strangling you, gutting you, and eating you
Therapy: I think you are, like, bottling up a lot of anger inside.
Patient: WELL NO DUH
Therapy: How are, like, you planning to do it?
Patient: By strangling you, gutting you, and eating you
Therapy: I think you are, like, bottling up a lot of anger inside.
Patient: WELL NO DUH
» More new posts: Doghead's Cosmic Bar