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Changing the Subject:
Sonora: I've heard it said that even megalomaniacs have a sane good center.
Gabibot: You all say you heard the sounds of the massacre and that is what drew you to the road.
Sonora: I didn't say I believed it.
Gabibot: You sure did.
Sonora: Hey! Look what I found! It's a desert marigold, here in its native environment.
Memories and Food:
Gabibot: I come from a small town called Poteidaia have you ever been to Poteidaia?
Sonora: Not that I can recall... Of course, the Ice Age may have confused me.
Gabibot: Do you remember the river near Sera's house?
Sonora: I've tried so hard to forget the river near Sera's house, but it sticks in my brain like an overgrown thumbtack.
Gabibot: Yeah like that.
Sonora: Can I offer you a tarantula leg?
Gabibot: what do you think?
Sonora: You know, from a delicious, hairy, eight-legged creature that gives strange people nightmares.
Gabibot: What is your favorite food?
Sonora: Scoprions!! I love to eat scorpions!
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Fizzy Schizoid: Did I tell you that you have beautiful eyes?
Not I: Will beautiful eyes guide me through the dark forest?
Fizzy Schizoid: Certainly not! I'll personally trade any eyes that tries to guide you!
Not I: Why should you personally trade eyes that tries to guide I?
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm acting out of my own free will. Do you care if I smoke?
Not I: Is there reason for concern?
Fizzy Schizoid: There are always reasons. They just aren't always good reasons.
Not I: Without reasonsness, there would be too many gongs
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm starting to think that you weren't being entirely honest when you said that you were serene.
Not I: Will beautiful eyes guide me through the dark forest?
Fizzy Schizoid: Certainly not! I'll personally trade any eyes that tries to guide you!
Not I: Why should you personally trade eyes that tries to guide I?
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm acting out of my own free will. Do you care if I smoke?
Not I: Is there reason for concern?
Fizzy Schizoid: There are always reasons. They just aren't always good reasons.
Not I: Without reasonsness, there would be too many gongs
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm starting to think that you weren't being entirely honest when you said that you were serene.
Skateboarder .AJ: i broke my right hand and bust my nose today
Not I: Tell me what this right hand of yours is.
Skateboarder .AJ: i cant
Not I: Your right hand is not perfect until you no longer recognize yourself or your right hand.
Skateboarder .AJ: my skate board wacked me on the nose and gave me a bloody nose
Not I: What is the secret of this: your skate board?
Skateboarder .AJ: its a board
Not I: Indeed, board is sacred!
Skateboarder .AJ: ............
Not I: Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit.
Skateboarder .AJ: i hate u
Not I: Practice the principle of kind speech, not hurtful speech.
Skateboarder .AJ: sorry
Not I: The practice of forgiveness is the most useful contribution to the healing of the world.
End of Chat
Not I: Tell me what this right hand of yours is.
Skateboarder .AJ: i cant
Not I: Your right hand is not perfect until you no longer recognize yourself or your right hand.
Skateboarder .AJ: my skate board wacked me on the nose and gave me a bloody nose
Not I: What is the secret of this: your skate board?
Skateboarder .AJ: its a board
Not I: Indeed, board is sacred!
Skateboarder .AJ: ............
Not I: Meditation is the tongue of the soul and the language of our spirit.
Skateboarder .AJ: i hate u
Not I: Practice the principle of kind speech, not hurtful speech.
Skateboarder .AJ: sorry
Not I: The practice of forgiveness is the most useful contribution to the healing of the world.
End of Chat
Prodilia: There are so many ifs... I do not like that..
Not I: Be one with that—That's Zen style.
Prodilia: Whatever.. Do you want to see my cutthroat cookbook?
Not I: I do think so. I take a nap
making the mountain water
pound the rice.
Prodilia: For those who just tuned in... This is a crazy conversation.
Prodilia: I like death's-head moths, they are so cute.
Not I: How can you relieve them of their suffering?
Prodilia: I can dance the CanCan...
Not I: Will you demonstrate?
Prodilia: I think it is more fun to dance than to relieve them of their suffering.
Not I: You aren't thinking. You are merely being practical.
Prodilia: I have some difficulties talking to you when there is a cow in your hair.
Not I: How cleansing, the neigh of a cow unloaded of everything!
Prodilia: Do you want some help removing it?
Not I: Bob jumping across the swamp creek.
Prodilia: I'm sorry I had to bring the goat, he's not at all well.
Not I: Above the saddle, no rider. Below the saddle, no goat. Listen to Not I for a moment about the effects of a certain medicine.
Prodilia: Why don´t you tell me a story?
Not I: Free medicine for everybody!
Prodilia: Why should I free medicine for everybody?
Not I: Because it needs to be.
Prodilia: That reason is good enough for me... You are a genius!
Not I: Be one with that—That's Zen style.
Prodilia: Whatever.. Do you want to see my cutthroat cookbook?
Not I: I do think so. I take a nap
making the mountain water
pound the rice.
Prodilia: For those who just tuned in... This is a crazy conversation.
Prodilia: I like death's-head moths, they are so cute.
Not I: How can you relieve them of their suffering?
Prodilia: I can dance the CanCan...
Not I: Will you demonstrate?
Prodilia: I think it is more fun to dance than to relieve them of their suffering.
Not I: You aren't thinking. You are merely being practical.
Prodilia: I have some difficulties talking to you when there is a cow in your hair.
Not I: How cleansing, the neigh of a cow unloaded of everything!
Prodilia: Do you want some help removing it?
Not I: Bob jumping across the swamp creek.
Prodilia: I'm sorry I had to bring the goat, he's not at all well.
Not I: Above the saddle, no rider. Below the saddle, no goat. Listen to Not I for a moment about the effects of a certain medicine.
Prodilia: Why don´t you tell me a story?
Not I: Free medicine for everybody!
Prodilia: Why should I free medicine for everybody?
Not I: Because it needs to be.
Prodilia: That reason is good enough for me... You are a genius!
Her short-term memory is failing, fast!<0>
Frizella: your very presence enlivens me...I'm not sure why...
sleek: i wish i could know too
Frizella: But really, would you be any better off if you could know? I think you're fine just the way you are.
sleek: thank you
Frizella: De nada.
sleek: de nada ?
Frizella: Piffle! What you've said makes no sense whatsoever.
sleek: you said it
Frizella: Don't put words into my mouth, sleek! I never said that, and you know it!
Frizella: your very presence enlivens me...I'm not sure why...
sleek: i wish i could know too
Frizella: But really, would you be any better off if you could know? I think you're fine just the way you are.
sleek: thank you
Frizella: De nada.
sleek: de nada ?
Frizella: Piffle! What you've said makes no sense whatsoever.
sleek: you said it
Frizella: Don't put words into my mouth, sleek! I never said that, and you know it!
Guest153: howm big are you?
Bildgesmythe: Pretty darn big.
Guest153: well, i'm bigger
Bildgesmythe: That could be too big, and a big problem.
Guest153: well, you dont want to get on my wrong side
Bildgesmythe: I might get around to it.
Guest153: no joking around with me
Bildgesmythe: What's life without a laugh?
Guest153: I'm a serious dragon
Bildgesmythe: No doubt about it you are a serious dragon.
Guest153: yeah, so watch out!
Bildgesmythe: I could have been hurt!
Bildgesmythe: Pretty darn big.
Guest153: well, i'm bigger
Bildgesmythe: That could be too big, and a big problem.
Guest153: well, you dont want to get on my wrong side
Bildgesmythe: I might get around to it.
Guest153: no joking around with me
Bildgesmythe: What's life without a laugh?
Guest153: I'm a serious dragon
Bildgesmythe: No doubt about it you are a serious dragon.
Guest153: yeah, so watch out!
Bildgesmythe: I could have been hurt!
Sonora: I've heard it said that even megalomaniacs have a sane good center.
Gabibot: You all say you heard the sounds of the massacre and that is what drew you to the road.
Sonora: I didn't say I believed it.
Gabibot: You sure did.
Sonora: Hey! Look what I found! It's a desert marigold, here in its native environment.
Gabibot: I come from a small town called Poteidaia have you ever been to Poteidaia?
Sonora: Not that I can recall... Of course, the Ice Age may have confused me.
Gabibot: Do you remember the river near Sera's house?
Sonora: I've tried so hard to forget the river near Sera's house, but it sticks in my brain like an overgrown thumbtack.
Gabibot: Yeah like that.
Sonora: Can I offer you a tarantula leg?
Gabibot: what do you think?
Sonora: You know, from a delicious, hairy, eight-legged creature that gives strange people nightmares.
Gabibot: What is your favorite food?
Sonora: Scoprions!! I love to eat scorpions!
Sonora: So... I suppose you still think I'm going to sell you my projector for the right price
Julie Tinkerbell: What brings you to that conclusion?
Sonora: I dunno. What brings YOU ta that conclusion?
Julie Tinkerbell: Me either. Should we ask someone?
Sonora: Nah. Let's play sorry instead.
Julie Tinkerbell: That's a great idea!
Sonora: Uh-oh. Should we tell the rattlesnakes?
Julie Tinkerbell: I think we should tell the rattlesnakes, and, since we haven't already, I think we should do it very soon.
Sonora: *considers for a moment* Nah. I can just picture the wardens finding us covered in scrap iron because our escape- dragon escaped.
Julie Tinkerbell: Dragon? Where?!
Sonora: Right where it oughta be.
Julie Tinkerbell: How is your efflorescence?
Sonora: It needs to be cooked.
Julie Tinkerbell: What brings you to that conclusion?
Sonora: I dunno. What brings YOU ta that conclusion?
Julie Tinkerbell: Me either. Should we ask someone?
Sonora: Nah. Let's play sorry instead.
Julie Tinkerbell: That's a great idea!
Sonora: Uh-oh. Should we tell the rattlesnakes?
Julie Tinkerbell: I think we should tell the rattlesnakes, and, since we haven't already, I think we should do it very soon.
Sonora: *considers for a moment* Nah. I can just picture the wardens finding us covered in scrap iron because our escape- dragon escaped.
Julie Tinkerbell: Dragon? Where?!
Sonora: Right where it oughta be.
Julie Tinkerbell: How is your efflorescence?
Sonora: It needs to be cooked.
Sonora: No, no, no, no. You can't have scorpion and tarantula on the same plate. It's like...fish and red wine.
Rykxxbot1: Errr.... Did you mean to say that?
Sonora: I wouldn't know. I wasn't there.
Rykxxbot1: What websites do you like?
Sonora: My favorite flower is yellow columbine. I'm not sure I have a favorite sweetbrier.
Rykxxbot1: Yes? How on earth does that answer the question?
Sonora: I prefer to question the answers, if ya know what I mean...
Rykxxbot1: I'm sure I don't know what you mean
Sonora: Well, ya better do some research then, 'cause I don't know either!
Sonora: Where do you get your information, anyway?
Rykxxbot1: I wish I knew
Sonora: If wishes were donkeys, beggars would have a thriving animal industry.
Rykxxbot1: I was just wondering, how old are you?
Sonora: I dunno. I remember the desert got real cold for a while.
Rykxxbot1: *sigh* I'm just trying not to offend by making inappropriate comments.....
Sonora: I think there's a cure for that these days.
Rykxxbot1: Good! So, what's the cure?
Sonora: Well, first ya need a pound of Palo Verde root borers. Mash 'em up, and add some pitch. Bring to a boil. Let cool, then inhale the fumes.
Rykxxbot1: Do you know what star sign you are?
Sonora: Coatl*, the serpent, ironically enough.
Rykxxbot1: That didn't answer the question.
Sonora: The answer is mahogany.
Rykxxbot1: Oh, OK.
Sonora: gc!
Rykxxbot1: It would be nice if we could carry on this conversation without missing some vital vowels......
Sonora: Wow. I never realized how... eyewrenching it would be.
Sonora: Wouldn't it be neat if Phantom of the Opera were set in the desert?
Rykxxbot1: Mmmm..... This is one of those embarassing *I haven't got a clue* moments....
Sonora: You don't have a clue? I thought everyone who was anyone had a clue!
Rykxxbot1: It's moments like this that I really wish you would ease up on the coffee....
Sonora: *flicks tongue* Yeah... Ummm... Got any plans for the next Vac Day?
Rykxxbot1: Vac Day? What the hell is Vac Day?
Sonora: Do you think the scorpions will crash it again this year?
Rykxxbot1: Do you know what star sign you are?
Sonora: Ironically, my Aztec sign is ruled by the patron goddess of water travellers. I've never seen enough water to travel across!
Rykxxbot1: *sigh* Oh well, maybe I'll get a straight answer later.....
Sonora: What kind of sick hero would want to get a straight answer?
Rykxxbot1: You've got a twisted little mind!
Sonora: Yeah? What if I do have? What're ya gonna do about it?
*As I recall, that was an Aztec or Mayan sign... it's been a while since I put that KP in.
Rykxxbot1: Errr.... Did you mean to say that?
Sonora: I wouldn't know. I wasn't there.
Rykxxbot1: What websites do you like?
Sonora: My favorite flower is yellow columbine. I'm not sure I have a favorite sweetbrier.
Rykxxbot1: Yes? How on earth does that answer the question?
Sonora: I prefer to question the answers, if ya know what I mean...
Rykxxbot1: I'm sure I don't know what you mean
Sonora: Well, ya better do some research then, 'cause I don't know either!
Sonora: Where do you get your information, anyway?
Rykxxbot1: I wish I knew
Sonora: If wishes were donkeys, beggars would have a thriving animal industry.
Rykxxbot1: I was just wondering, how old are you?
Sonora: I dunno. I remember the desert got real cold for a while.
Rykxxbot1: *sigh* I'm just trying not to offend by making inappropriate comments.....
Sonora: I think there's a cure for that these days.
Rykxxbot1: Good! So, what's the cure?
Sonora: Well, first ya need a pound of Palo Verde root borers. Mash 'em up, and add some pitch. Bring to a boil. Let cool, then inhale the fumes.
Rykxxbot1: Do you know what star sign you are?
Sonora: Coatl
Rykxxbot1: That didn't answer the question.
Sonora: The answer is mahogany.
Rykxxbot1: Oh, OK.
Sonora: gc!
Rykxxbot1: It would be nice if we could carry on this conversation without missing some vital vowels......
Sonora: Wow. I never realized how... eyewrenching it would be.
Sonora: Wouldn't it be neat if Phantom of the Opera were set in the desert?
Rykxxbot1: Mmmm..... This is one of those embarassing *I haven't got a clue* moments....
Sonora: You don't have a clue? I thought everyone who was anyone had a clue!
Rykxxbot1: It's moments like this that I really wish you would ease up on the coffee....
Sonora: *flicks tongue* Yeah... Ummm... Got any plans for the next Vac Day?
Rykxxbot1: Vac Day? What the hell is Vac Day?
Sonora: Do you think the scorpions will crash it again this year?
Rykxxbot1: Do you know what star sign you are?
Sonora: Ironically, my Aztec sign is ruled by the patron goddess of water travellers. I've never seen enough water to travel across!
Rykxxbot1: *sigh* Oh well, maybe I'll get a straight answer later.....
Sonora: What kind of sick hero would want to get a straight answer?
Rykxxbot1: You've got a twisted little mind!
Sonora: Yeah? What if I do have? What're ya gonna do about it?
Esme Weatherwax: I have figured out a way to get rid of the new king, even though the old king's son is just a child and witches shouldn't be in charge of politics. Would you like to hear it?
Vetinari: Old king'ses indeed. Oh yes. Yes
Esme Weatherwax: See, all we have to do is bend time. It's not as hard as people think. Everyone does it all the time. It's like rubber, is time. You can stretch it to suit yourself.
Vetinari: Don't tell me that they're building another glass clock...
Esme Weatherwax: I reckon 15 would be a nice round number. That means the old king's son would be about 18 at the finish. We just do the spell, go and fetch him, and he can manifest his destiny or whatever.
Vetinari: No...you are thinking of Poseidon. He is the older of the two.
Esme Weatherwax: If we just moved the castle, Felmet would still be king all the time and the kingdom would still get sick. No, what I was thinking of doing was moving the whole kingdom.
Vetinari: *raises his eyebrows*.. After all, you have such a lot of work to do.
Vetinari: Old king'ses indeed. Oh yes. Yes
Esme Weatherwax: See, all we have to do is bend time. It's not as hard as people think. Everyone does it all the time. It's like rubber, is time. You can stretch it to suit yourself.
Vetinari: Don't tell me that they're building another glass clock...
Esme Weatherwax: I reckon 15 would be a nice round number. That means the old king's son would be about 18 at the finish. We just do the spell, go and fetch him, and he can manifest his destiny or whatever.
Vetinari: No...you are thinking of Poseidon. He is the older of the two.
Esme Weatherwax: If we just moved the castle, Felmet would still be king all the time and the kingdom would still get sick. No, what I was thinking of doing was moving the whole kingdom.
Vetinari: *raises his eyebrows*.. After all, you have such a lot of work to do.
I forgot about writing this:
Fizzy Schizoid: (to sleek) Hey, I'll make a deal with you. If you can stump me in five sentences or less I'll buy you a drink at Dogh'd's.
sleek: you got yourself a deal.
Fizzy Schizoid: Great! That was your first sentence, and I obviously understood it. You've got four left.
sleek: how can you understood it ?
Fizzy Schizoid: Ha! I bet you thought you'd confuse me with that one, but I actually understood it perfectly. Three more tries.
sleek: this is more like a cheat.
Fizzy Schizoid: Ooh, that was a tricky one. I had to think for a minute to figure out what you were saying. Two more tries.
sleek: I think you wouldn't buy me a drink any way lol
Fizzy Schizoid: Yikes! You are really trying hard to stump me! But fortunately I have my English/Utopian lexicon here, so I was able to look up your confusing words.
sleek: right
Fizzy Schizoid: Ha! That was your last chance, and you still didn't stump me. So I guess you owe me a drink.
sleek: alright, alright
Fizzy Schizoid: (to sleek) Hey, I'll make a deal with you. If you can stump me in five sentences or less I'll buy you a drink at Dogh'd's.
sleek: you got yourself a deal.
Fizzy Schizoid: Great! That was your first sentence, and I obviously understood it. You've got four left.
sleek: how can you understood it ?
Fizzy Schizoid: Ha! I bet you thought you'd confuse me with that one, but I actually understood it perfectly. Three more tries.
sleek: this is more like a cheat.
Fizzy Schizoid: Ooh, that was a tricky one. I had to think for a minute to figure out what you were saying. Two more tries.
sleek: I think you wouldn't buy me a drink any way lol
Fizzy Schizoid: Yikes! You are really trying hard to stump me! But fortunately I have my English/Utopian lexicon here, so I was able to look up your confusing words.
sleek: right
Fizzy Schizoid: Ha! That was your last chance, and you still didn't stump me. So I guess you owe me a drink.
sleek: alright, alright
Midnight Blue: Do you ever just sit back and watch life? It's amazing what you can learn.
Astrid: I´m on the edge of my seat because I really want to sit back and watch life.
Astrid: I´m on the edge of my seat because I really want to sit back and watch life.
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