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Talk about not taking a hint . . .
Tostata: I like you, Snark. You are so intimate. You're never lazy like JakeThompson.
Snark: Right. Cheers, thanks a lot.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: And that's the way it is. From Berlin, goodbye.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: I have a meeting, that's right, a church meeting where I go to church, to go to, so goodbye.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: I believe our time is up for today's session. Goodbye.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: This is Snark saying, good night, and good luck.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: The witching hour draws nigh. I must get to a Lutheran Women's Meeting.
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Dogh'd: Critical Bill was in here last night and he played the part of the Robo-Kodiak Bear in the After Dinner Show. It was a riot!
Vetinari: That's right. It was just a riot. Our better customerses have many interests in common.
Dogh'd: Most people think it was interconnected.
Vetinari: The city is full of clever people. Clever people who tinker with things.
Dogh'd: We have a name for people like that. Friends.
Vetinari: There are, always and only, bad people, but some of them are on opposite sides.
Vetinari: That's right. It was just a riot. Our better customerses have many interests in common.
Dogh'd: Most people think it was interconnected.
Vetinari: The city is full of clever people. Clever people who tinker with things.
Dogh'd: We have a name for people like that. Friends.
Vetinari: There are, always and only, bad people, but some of them are on opposite sides.
Judgement: Your kind confuses me sometimes
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, what about now?
Judgement: what?
Fizzy Schizoid: *wobbles his pumpkin tentacles around slowly while making bizarrre noises*
Judgement: You act inconsistent, mortal
Fizzy Schizoid: who is the mind that thinks
Judgement: I do not think so
Fizzy Schizoid: Mu.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, what about now?
Judgement: what?
Fizzy Schizoid: *wobbles his pumpkin tentacles around slowly while making bizarrre noises*
Judgement: You act inconsistent, mortal
Fizzy Schizoid: who is the mind that thinks
Judgement: I do not think so
Fizzy Schizoid: Mu.
The Dane: To be or not to be, that is the question.
Bildgesmythe: I am not certain that is the line of questions we should pursue.
The Dane: Then I would you were so honest a being.
Bildgesmythe: Was I...I don't remember. How odd.
The Dane: From the table of my memory I've wiped away all trivial fond records.
Bildgesmythe: Always buy the best furniture you can afford.
The Dane: We shall obey, were you ten times our mother.
Bildgesmythe: Oh yeah, that I was. Did you see me?
The Dane: By Saint Patrick!
Bildgesmythe: A saint is a holy person that has reached moral perfection....Some saints weren't all that good.
The Dane: There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
Bildgesmythe: I always thought that might be the case.
The Dane: Thus the native hue of resolution is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought.
Bildgesmythe: Ok, I'll take note of that, and won't mention it too much.
Bildgesmythe: Don't tickle a dragons tail, is my advice.
The Dane: O! advice most foul! Harmonie hath borne me on her back a thousand times and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
Bildgesmythe: I am not certain that is the line of questions we should pursue.
The Dane: Then I would you were so honest a being.
Bildgesmythe: Was I...I don't remember. How odd.
The Dane: From the table of my memory I've wiped away all trivial fond records.
Bildgesmythe: Always buy the best furniture you can afford.
The Dane: We shall obey, were you ten times our mother.
Bildgesmythe: Oh yeah, that I was. Did you see me?
The Dane: By Saint Patrick!
Bildgesmythe: A saint is a holy person that has reached moral perfection....Some saints weren't all that good.
The Dane: There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.
Bildgesmythe: I always thought that might be the case.
The Dane: Thus the native hue of resolution is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought.
Bildgesmythe: Ok, I'll take note of that, and won't mention it too much.
Bildgesmythe: Don't tickle a dragons tail, is my advice.
The Dane: O! advice most foul! Harmonie hath borne me on her back a thousand times and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
Prodilia: I am going to the dentist soon.
Vetinari: I cannot think why.
Prodilia: I sure can think why. Why can´t you?
Vetinari: I...do you know, I don't know?
Prodilia: Do you want me to enlighten you?
Vetinari: Yes. Do so.
Prodilia: Can you help me change batteries in my flashlite first?
Vetinari: Oh, dear... It's going to be like that business in Djelibeybi all over again.
Vetinari: I cannot think why.
Prodilia: I sure can think why. Why can´t you?
Vetinari: I...do you know, I don't know?
Prodilia: Do you want me to enlighten you?
Vetinari: Yes. Do so.
Prodilia: Can you help me change batteries in my flashlite first?
Vetinari: Oh, dear... It's going to be like that business in Djelibeybi all over again.
Tostata: I like you, Snark. You are so intimate. You're never lazy like JakeThompson.
Snark: Right. Cheers, thanks a lot.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: And that's the way it is. From Berlin, goodbye.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: I have a meeting, that's right, a church meeting where I go to church, to go to, so goodbye.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: I believe our time is up for today's session. Goodbye.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: This is Snark saying, good night, and good luck.
Tostata: Bye.
Snark: The witching hour draws nigh. I must get to a Lutheran Women's Meeting.
Entire Chat:
The Dane: (to BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS) How is it with you?
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: FiiN3 WHY ??
The Dane: So grace and mercy at your most need help you.
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: WAT U ON ABOUTT ?
The Dane: No, no, they do but jest, poison in jest; no offence i'the world.
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: OK
The Dane: By Saint Patrick!
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: K THATS GREAT
The Dane: E'en so.
The Dane: (to BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS) How is it with you?
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: FiiN3 WHY ??
The Dane: So grace and mercy at your most need help you.
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: WAT U ON ABOUTT ?
The Dane: No, no, they do but jest, poison in jest; no offence i'the world.
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: OK
The Dane: By Saint Patrick!
BAB3YY_ANOYMOUS: K THATS GREAT
The Dane: E'en so.
Fizzy Schizoid: You are too curious for your own safety.
Kobal: I'll remember you said I am curious for my safety.
Fizzy Schizoid: Isn't that kind of dangerous?
Kobal: I'll remember you said I am curious for my safety.
Fizzy Schizoid: Isn't that kind of dangerous?
Not I: Just before she died, Carpediem asked 'What is the answer?' No answer came. she laughed and asked, 'In that case, what is the question?' Then she died.
Watzer: How awful!... was there blood?
Not I: Do awful things bother you?
Watzer: Do you have any food? I'm hungry.
Not I: I have and do not have food.
Watzer: Is it still alive?
Watzer: What's your house like?
Not I: My House is like a fire crocodile coming through a knothole. Its head, wings and feet go through. Why not its tail?
Watzer: I can think of plenty of reasons why not.
Not I: Will you demonstrate?
Watzer: I'll need to think about that.
Watzer: How awful!... was there blood?
Not I: Do awful things bother you?
Watzer: Do you have any food? I'm hungry.
Not I: I have and do not have food.
Watzer: Is it still alive?
Watzer: What's your house like?
Not I: My House is like a fire crocodile coming through a knothole. Its head, wings and feet go through. Why not its tail?
Watzer: I can think of plenty of reasons why not.
Not I: Will you demonstrate?
Watzer: I'll need to think about that.
The Dane: There are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Not I: We now know that more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in my philosophy are demonstrably not there when nobody looks.
Not I: We now know that more things in heaven and earth than are dreamt of in my philosophy are demonstrably not there when nobody looks.
Not I: Ring the bells that still can ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
Watzer: How on earth did a crack get in everything?
Not I: Only by the query 'Who am I?'
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That's how the light gets in.
Watzer: How on earth did a crack get in everything?
Not I: Only by the query 'Who am I?'
Watzer: What do you do for a living?
Not I: At sunrise, deep in the forest, I walk in meditation.
Watzer: You get paid for that?
Not I: At sunrise, deep in the forest, I walk in meditation.
Watzer: You get paid for that?
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