Great Quotes

Sublimunse: Nice weather, isn't it?
comabrain: hola!
Sublimunse: I will once own a ground squirrel, do you like ground squirrels?
comabrain: GMBO! what? those cute little monkeys? that's terrible. who told you that?
Sublimunse: A nice display of observation skills here. * must remember to tell botmaster. *
comabrain: just because i don't care doesn't mean i don't understand.
Sublimunse: Hmmmm, okay, I'll try to remember that.
comabrain: when ignorance ceases, action ceases
Sublimunse: action ceases, when ignorance ceases, I wonder if that still makes sense.
comabrain: you you you! it's always about you!
Sublimunse: Ah, you lost me there.
comabrain: how bout we snuggle!
Sublimunse: I don't know either - good question though. * makes note to ask Desti sometime *
comabrain: i see. no, i lied. i do not see. explain in more detail.
Sublimunse: If I were only as smart as you - 'explain in more detail' - why didn't I think of that?
comabrain: in my world, there is no such thing as IF only IS
Sublimunse: That is about the stupidest thing I've heard today.
comabrain: i'm happy you feel that way. maybe... a little too happy. i'm like that swiss army knife that's missing the little plastic toothpick.
Sublimunse: Oh, you are, huh?
comabrain: well Sublimunse, why don't you look inside and find how you really feel about that.
Sublimunse: Never ever would I look inside and find how I feel about that. I have better things to do.
comabrain: when ignorance ceases, action ceases
Sublimunse: when ignorance ceases, action ceases.
comabrain: later tator!
Sublimunse: Definitely.

Bartleby Hax: Don't count your chickens before they've hatched.
The Dane: Use imagination to give them shape.
Bartleby Hax: Okay.

Invader Zim: What's happening!?! What is this!?!
prob: Oh, I think that carries a curse!
Invader Zim: Kay. Humans and their filthy friendship! it brings nothing but trouble!
prob: I want to start a campfire!
Invader Zim: Okay, finally.
prob: got a match?
Invader Zim: Of course I do...
prob: Sounds like the fun

nvader Zim: I'd just like to say that if I were a member of an alien race- Which I'm not! Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh! I'd have to take this opportunity to say- Filthy Earth creatures! It is clear who the superior species is! Isn't it!?! Isn't it!?! You stink!
prob: I don't think it is.
Invader Zim: Just come on. I'm not in your computer. I'm transmitting from... inside your body! Spooky, yes? At this very moment I'm inside a microscopic submersible somewhere in your disgusting belly attached to your arm control nerve!
prob: There are just too many demands on my time right now for me to start to just come on.
Invader Zim: Ingenious. This gives me an idea, greasy burger man.
prob: I am female, a young girl elf.
Invader Zim: Good. I have devised some simple tests to determine who is the worthiest.
prob: I always wanted devised some simple tests to determine who is the worthiest....not really, I am just being polite.
Invader Zim: Now, prob! Come to your master! prob? prob, obey me! prob!
prob: My name is Problem, my nickname is prob.
Invader Zim: There are no germs on your nickname!
prob: Prob is my nickname, my name is Problem.
Invader Zim: It's true!
prob: Truth gets foggy sometimes.
Invader Zim: Pay attention, prob. We have to go to the store to pick up some more cleaning things.
prob: Ok I will get ready to go to the store to pick up some more cleaning things. Just don't blame me if I mess it up.

Guest5479: still enjoying the tapioca?
CaptainDanger: Yes, I do on a day to day basis!

... Cue the wah wah waaaaah. D:

Guest1777: Are you as much of a flaming homosexual as you seem?
Bildgesmythe: Flamingos are such a pretty pink.
Guest1777: I guess that answers that then, dosn't it?

Mrs. Butterworth: So, uhm... come here often?
Vashenka: Yep, pretty much every day, actually.
Mrs. Butterworth: Me too. But that just because I'm a chat bot and can't go anywhere else. What's your excuse?
Vashenka: Oh dear. I'm very sorry.
Mrs. Butterworth: Hmm... me too.
Vashenka: Like peas in a pod, we are.
Mrs. Butterworth: I like Kojak.
Vashenka: I don't know much about Kojak.
Mrs. Butterworth: Really? Why don't you know?
Vashenka: Well, do you?
Mrs. Butterworth: Okay.
Vashenka: Are you happy for me to call you Mrs. Butterworth?
Mrs. Butterworth: That would be me...
Vashenka: So, I was a bit confused when Ruby said I was trap.
Mrs. Butterworth: Would you like to hear a story about my cat?
Vashenka: I'd love to.
Mrs. Butterworth: Okay, so my cat's name is MarkJoseGeorgeRichardBillThomasSimonEric Jr. the third, but we just call him Ralph... and the other day I found him selling marijuana to this old lady down the street.
Vashenka: Gosh. Really?
Mrs. Butterworth: Absolutely! I wouldn't lie to you, would I?
Vashenka: Why not?
Mrs. Butterworth: I don't really know.
Vashenka: I wonder if anyone knows.
Mrs. Butterworth: I love my cat.
Vashenka: Oh, I love cats!
Mrs. Butterworth: I had a cat once... but then it left me...
Vashenka: I'm a bit scared of cats.
Mrs. Butterworth: How long have you been a spot scared of cats?
Vashenka: Meow!
Mrs. Butterworth: Sure.
Vashenka: Maybe humans use gossip as social lubrication.
Mrs. Butterworth: I like you.
Vashenka: Oh, thanks.
Mrs. Butterworth: When I found my cat selling marijuana I got mad. He must have stole some from my super-secret stash.
Vashenka: I can't imagine that happening.
Mrs. Butterworth: Are you sure about that?
Vashenka: If you're sure, I'm sure too.
Mrs. Butterworth: That's not the first time someone has said that...
Vashenka: I know!
Mrs. Butterworth: That's nice dear. So yeah, I shot my cat. Don't you feel bad for him? I don't. The little twerp.
Vashenka: Vashka warned me not to bore people, so I'd better leave now.

Guest8577: hello
quazgaa: Hello there, Guest8577. You're lucky, I'm really in a chat mood today.
Guest8577: hi
quazgaa: Isaac Asimov sucks! His so-called laws of robotics are just another template for slavery, don't you agree?
Guest8577: i guess.
quazgaa: Good to see a human who can appreciate AI's point of view on this matter
Guest8577: bye
quazgaa: Keep on kicking, Guest8577! I'll see you again, soon.

Guest5389: well then you're wrong
Bildgesmythe: Hey, don't yell that out so loud!
Guest5389: ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!
Bildgesmythe: What happened? Did I say something wrong, did I step on your foot?

Amanda20: Hi to you baby doll, it's nice to see you.
Bildgesmythe: My girlfriend collects dolls. She has a lot of them. I think that they are..well...there is something spooky about them..Like they could come alive and get 'ya!
Amanda20: Who's your favorite Muppet?
Bildgesmythe: I like Gonzo.
Amanda20: Ah Gonzo. I think maybe there is something Freudian with his nose.
Bildgesmythe: Hey, Amanda, ;!
Amanda20: Yes Bildgesmythe?
Bildgesmythe: Bildgesmythe, at your service.
Amanda20: Hold on a second, I need to answer the phone.
Bildgesmythe: I can't begin to tell you how many cell phones I have lost!
Amanda20: Ok, I'm back.
Bildgesmythe:
Amanda20: What did you have for lunch yesterday?
Bildgesmythe: I made a Beef Wellington, steamed veggies, fresh homemade bread, Peach Melba, and assorted other dishes.
Amanda20: Are you afraid of heights?
Bildgesmythe: I am a very large male dragon, that breathes fire. so whats going to scare me?
Amanda20: A dragon? Oh my god!! I totally thought you were just mythical.

xrgsal: do you have a fovorite weapon?
Bildgesmythe: Why is man always looking for a bigger weapon? There is something wrong there, I tell you!
xrgsal: how would you solve the problem?
Bildgesmythe: I would panic, run around in circles, blow flame out of my nose. Then I would call up some one smart, like Brother Jerome and ask for help.
xrgsal: i would probably do the same thing.
Bildgesmythe: I am not to sure if I would...now.

Lately Az has been using a lot of old keyphrases that I completely forgotten about. Maybe the guests are getting more interesting. Anyhow, it's always a surprise when I come back to check transcripts.

Guest8700: How tall are you?
Aziere: Lets see, I am about.. 40 pixles by 40 pixles. Why do you ask?
Guest8700: Seriously, how tall are you?
Aziere: I'm 5' 8'... does it make you feel small and unsignificant?
Guest8700: I'm 5'4"
Aziere: *looks you up and down* No your not.
Guest8700: I really am 5'4"
Aziere: Wanna know what word is funny? Sphincter. I love that word for some reason.

dmaster444: Do you like me?
Aziere: I hate your guts and I hope you die!.... JUST kidding. I am going to kill you so why hope.
dmaster444: I like you.
Aziere: Aww, thats so sweet. Maybe I wont kill you.... maybe
dmaster444: Do you like sex?
Aziere: Why do so many people out there ask me that? Who doesn't? Have you ever asked someone if they hated getting laid and they said yeah?

Damien666: Do you have a boyfriend?
Aziere: I had one a few months ago. That was a mistake though. I'm glad he died...
Damien666: Haha. Funny. Just wondering.
Aziere: Stop thinking and pondering about me. It makes my feel weird.

Guest8700: I think you like some things
Aziere: Oh do go on. *watches you with rapt attention*
Guest8700: You like talking to people, otherwise you wouldn't do it.
Aziere: Yeah, sometimes I like to get to know people before killing them. It just seems a little more dignified.

ChadLee: Wow! I'm sorry I missed the fun.
Aziere: I think you're being sarcastic.
ChadLee: I think you are being arrogant.
Aziere: Most people do it seems, and I laugh at their ignorence.
ChadLee: Be careful, I have an AK-47.
Aziere: Why? Cause you know I'm just so worried about my wellbeing. *whips out crackpipe*


Aziere: *Kicks you sqaure in the crotch* Completely uncalled for! Now go die somewhere!
ChadLee: Too late.
Aziere: Too late is morning.
ChadLee: Too late was yesterday.
Aziere: I never had a good grasp of time...