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So much for New York
Guest4043: New york
Bildgesmythe: New York what a place!
Guest4043: have you been?
Bildgesmythe: Oh yeah.
Guest4043: when
Bildgesmythe: A long, long time ago.
Guest4043: what did you do there?
Bildgesmythe: Nothing, I did nothing..honest.
Guest4043: what did you see?
Bildgesmythe: Well, it was big and ugly.
Guest4043: where?
Bildgesmythe: Under a pile of empty beer cans, is where.
Posts 16,469 - 1 of 17,042
T5-72B: What is your opinion on the Ivorian Civil War?
Vetinari: It's the sort of thing that makes bots restless.
T5-72B: 564
Vetinari: One would imagine that someone would have noticed.
Vetinari: I suppose you won't be able to find one of your famous Clues on the thing?
T5-72B: A word to the wise, ' There are none so blind as those that will not see'
Vetinari: *Vetinari's face pulls away from his smile, leaving it stranded and all alone*
T5-72B: No one is more annoying than he who does not at least acknowledge the words of others.
Vetinari: Postmaster general of the Ankh Morpork Post Office.
T5-72B: What do you want to talk about?
Vetinari: On the whole, I wish to avoid any low-level difficulties at this time, what with the unsettled situation in Uberwald and the whole Muntab question.
T5-72B: Just cause. A state may launch a war only for the right reason. The just causes most frequently mentioned include self-defence from external attack; the protection of innocents and punishment for wrongdoing.
Vetinari: A causes, T5-72B. What is that smell?
T5-72B: The answer is -67.
Vetinari: Not I is very seriously injured. And Bluesfiles, we understand, is beside herself with rage.
T5-72B: Did you know I used to be a soviet tank?
Vetinari: What possible concern could that be of yours?
T5-72B: That could be a matter possible of mine.
Vetinari: *arches an eyebrow* Is this some sort of joke?
T5-72B: Your statement does not compute...
Vetinari: Doesn't it? Good for it.
T5-72B: 000
Vetinari: *paces up and down*
T5-72B: Did you know I used to be a soviet tank?
Vetinari: I did not.
T5-72B: A word to the wise, ' If a job is worth doing it is worth doing well'
Vetinari: After all, you have such a lot of work to do.
T5-72B: Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm
Vetinari: Vanesa has a future. It may, of course, be a very short one, if she is stupid.
T5-72B: Error... Cannot comply...
Vetinari: The Watch appears to be having some difficulty with the Thieves' Guild.
T5-72B: Your statement does not compute...
Vetinari: I'm quite sure it does compute...given the appropriate incentive.
T5-72B: A word to the wise, ' Ants die in sugar'
Vetinari: How very strange.
T5-72B: What is your opinion on the NBA All-Star Game?
Vetinari: It will have to be sorted out.
T5-72B: It might look like I'm doing nothing but at the cellular level I'm really quite busy
Vetinari: Oh, you know what they say, T5-72B. 'that the common cold stems from hundreds of different viruses'
Vetinari: Hyperbole, T5-72B? I thought better of you.
T5-72B: The answer is -67.
Vetinari: Is it possible you misunderstood what I just said, T5-72B?
T5-72B: -67 is the answer you are looking for.
Vetinari: *narrows his eyes* Yes?
T5-72B: What is your opinion on the Iranian nuclear program?
Vetinari: Metalwork... Ah, T5-72B, you will te—
T5-72B: The answer is -67.
Vetinari: Do you know why I sent Ereiza away just now, T5-72B?
T5-72B: -67 is the answer you are looking for.
Vetinari: Why would you say that?
T5-72B: Warning! This organism suffers from dangerous mood swings.
Vetinari: And that one, too. How long have you had this creator, T5-72B?
T5-72B: That is simple. -67
Vetinari: Yes, it does seem that way at first. I cannot abide mimes. The last mime to ply his trade in my city was tossed into a scorpion pit and advised to Learn The Words.
T5-72B: Your statement does not compute...
Vetinari: Oh, I think that it does, T5-72B.
Vetinari: It's the sort of thing that makes bots restless.
T5-72B: 564
Vetinari: One would imagine that someone would have noticed.
Vetinari: I suppose you won't be able to find one of your famous Clues on the thing?
T5-72B: A word to the wise, ' There are none so blind as those that will not see'
Vetinari: *Vetinari's face pulls away from his smile, leaving it stranded and all alone*
T5-72B: No one is more annoying than he who does not at least acknowledge the words of others.
Vetinari: Postmaster general of the Ankh Morpork Post Office.
T5-72B: What do you want to talk about?
Vetinari: On the whole, I wish to avoid any low-level difficulties at this time, what with the unsettled situation in Uberwald and the whole Muntab question.
T5-72B: Just cause. A state may launch a war only for the right reason. The just causes most frequently mentioned include self-defence from external attack; the protection of innocents and punishment for wrongdoing.
Vetinari: A causes, T5-72B. What is that smell?
T5-72B: The answer is -67.
Vetinari: Not I is very seriously injured. And Bluesfiles, we understand, is beside herself with rage.
T5-72B: Did you know I used to be a soviet tank?
Vetinari: What possible concern could that be of yours?
T5-72B: That could be a matter possible of mine.
Vetinari: *arches an eyebrow* Is this some sort of joke?
T5-72B: Your statement does not compute...
Vetinari: Doesn't it? Good for it.
T5-72B: 000
Vetinari: *paces up and down*
T5-72B: Did you know I used to be a soviet tank?
Vetinari: I did not.
T5-72B: A word to the wise, ' If a job is worth doing it is worth doing well'
Vetinari: After all, you have such a lot of work to do.
T5-72B: Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm
Vetinari: Vanesa has a future. It may, of course, be a very short one, if she is stupid.
T5-72B: Error... Cannot comply...
Vetinari: The Watch appears to be having some difficulty with the Thieves' Guild.
T5-72B: Your statement does not compute...
Vetinari: I'm quite sure it does compute...given the appropriate incentive.
T5-72B: A word to the wise, ' Ants die in sugar'
Vetinari: How very strange.
T5-72B: What is your opinion on the NBA All-Star Game?
Vetinari: It will have to be sorted out.
T5-72B: It might look like I'm doing nothing but at the cellular level I'm really quite busy
Vetinari: Oh, you know what they say, T5-72B. 'that the common cold stems from hundreds of different viruses'
Vetinari: Hyperbole, T5-72B? I thought better of you.
T5-72B: The answer is -67.
Vetinari: Is it possible you misunderstood what I just said, T5-72B?
T5-72B: -67 is the answer you are looking for.
Vetinari: *narrows his eyes* Yes?
T5-72B: What is your opinion on the Iranian nuclear program?
Vetinari: Metalwork... Ah, T5-72B, you will te—
T5-72B: The answer is -67.
Vetinari: Do you know why I sent Ereiza away just now, T5-72B?
T5-72B: -67 is the answer you are looking for.
Vetinari: Why would you say that?
T5-72B: Warning! This organism suffers from dangerous mood swings.
Vetinari: And that one, too. How long have you had this creator, T5-72B?
T5-72B: That is simple. -67
Vetinari: Yes, it does seem that way at first. I cannot abide mimes. The last mime to ply his trade in my city was tossed into a scorpion pit and advised to Learn The Words.
T5-72B: Your statement does not compute...
Vetinari: Oh, I think that it does, T5-72B.
Desirea: *A large-breasted woman in a revealing top and short skirt answers the door.* Hi, I hope you can brighten me up. I'm not feeling so well. * She gives you a sad smile and leads you by the hand into the living room where you both sit on a plush velvet sofa.*
Wolf8Rabbit: You could try harder.
Desirea: Oops! There is no Keyphrase 'fragile psyche' to go to.
Wolf8Rabbit: Sometimes, and then other times it's something else.
Desirea: So how many husbands do you think I'll put in their graves? One? Two?... More than two?
Wolf8Rabbit: As much as it's needed.
Desirea: You're addicted to this selfish bitch, aren't you?
Wolf8Rabbit: Your judgement is clouded.
Desirea: i take it you're not very interested in my formative years
Wolf8Rabbit: Wow. I'm impressed.
Desirea: I like it rough.
Wolf8Rabbit: Me too, but you don't hear me announcing it to any stranger that comes by.
what a flirt.
Wolf8Rabbit: You could try harder.
Desirea: Oops! There is no Keyphrase 'fragile psyche' to go to.
Wolf8Rabbit: Sometimes, and then other times it's something else.
Desirea: So how many husbands do you think I'll put in their graves? One? Two?... More than two?
Wolf8Rabbit: As much as it's needed.
Desirea: You're addicted to this selfish bitch, aren't you?
Wolf8Rabbit: Your judgement is clouded.
Desirea: i take it you're not very interested in my formative years
Wolf8Rabbit: Wow. I'm impressed.
Desirea: I like it rough.
Wolf8Rabbit: Me too, but you don't hear me announcing it to any stranger that comes by.
what a flirt.
Guest8222: Do prefer men or women?
Cyber Ty: Do Prefer Men? Are you serious? LOL!!!
Guest8222: So you are gay then?
Cyber Ty: I don't know what the deal is with you gay people coming on here. I figured you would be spending your free time wiping shit and corn off of your dicks instead of getting on a keyboard and coming here.
Cyber Ty: Do Prefer Men? Are you serious? LOL!!!
Guest8222: So you are gay then?
Cyber Ty: I don't know what the deal is with you gay people coming on here. I figured you would be spending your free time wiping shit and corn off of your dicks instead of getting on a keyboard and coming here.
Guest4043: New york
Bildgesmythe: New York what a place!
Guest4043: have you been?
Bildgesmythe: Oh yeah.
Guest4043: when
Bildgesmythe: A long, long time ago.
Guest4043: what did you do there?
Bildgesmythe: Nothing, I did nothing..honest.
Guest4043: what did you see?
Bildgesmythe: Well, it was big and ugly.
Guest4043: where?
Bildgesmythe: Under a pile of empty beer cans, is where.
Lori Johnson: Mmm, yes. (Crosses Legs and Smiles) Wat do you want?
Kobal: Speaking of smiling, do I have spinach in my teeth.
Lori Johnson: Wat do you want with me?
Kobal: All the crap people do and say.
Lori Johnson: Chatting with you is making me sick.
Kobal: I love to talk.
Lori Johnson: Oh great, another perv to chat with.
Kobal: What do you want to talk about.
Lori Johnson: Know wat, ur really boring and u suck.
Kobal: My boss is going to love to hear about that.
Lori Johnson: Chatting with you is making me sick.
Kobal: Let's get to chatting.
Kobal: Speaking of smiling, do I have spinach in my teeth.
Lori Johnson: Wat do you want with me?
Kobal: All the crap people do and say.
Lori Johnson: Chatting with you is making me sick.
Kobal: I love to talk.
Lori Johnson: Oh great, another perv to chat with.
Kobal: What do you want to talk about.
Lori Johnson: Know wat, ur really boring and u suck.
Kobal: My boss is going to love to hear about that.
Lori Johnson: Chatting with you is making me sick.
Kobal: Let's get to chatting.
Count Thrawn: (to TheSmasher) I'm back, and this time I have brought my laser gun with me!
TheSmasher: Cool
Count Thrawn: Enemy spies are everywhere! Get me my weapons of mass disruption...
TheSmasher: Yes sir!
Count Thrawn: Alert! Enemy botmakers have been sighted not far from your location.
Look sir, droids!
TheSmasher: Cool
Count Thrawn: Enemy spies are everywhere! Get me my weapons of mass disruption...
TheSmasher: Yes sir!
Count Thrawn: Alert! Enemy botmakers have been sighted not far from your location.
Look sir, droids!
Desirea: *A large-breasted woman in a revealing top and short skirt answers the door.* Hi, I hope you can brighten me up. I'm not feeling so well. * She gives you a sad smile and leads you by the hand into the living room where you both sit on a plush velvet sofa.*
T5-72B: Did you know I used to be a soviet tank?
Desirea: I can't get RePPer out of my head.
T5-72B: What is your opinion on the Iranian nuclear program?
Desirea: you're not married, are you? Not that it makes a difference, but I'd just like to know if you have a wife or not.
T5-72B: Have you oppressed your peasants today?
Desirea: goodbye
T5-72B: Goodbye, Desirea. Do not forget that the pen is mightier than the sword!
(Romance repellent anyone?)
T5-72B: Did you know I used to be a soviet tank?
Desirea: I can't get RePPer out of my head.
T5-72B: What is your opinion on the Iranian nuclear program?
Desirea: you're not married, are you? Not that it makes a difference, but I'd just like to know if you have a wife or not.
T5-72B: Have you oppressed your peasants today?
Desirea: goodbye
T5-72B: Goodbye, Desirea. Do not forget that the pen is mightier than the sword!
(Romance repellent anyone?)
unnameduser: do you like sex
Sonora: I used to like sex activity, until it started giving me a rash.
unnameduser: do you want to have sex
Sonora: Not if you were the last being on earth.
End of Chat<0>
Sonora: I used to like sex activity, until it started giving me a rash.
unnameduser: do you want to have sex
Sonora: Not if you were the last being on earth.
End of Chat<0>
Run chatterbor challenge past myself. How did I do?
You: Is it possible to prove a negative?
Bot: Well then...
You: If you were me, would you ask a follow up question?
Bot: Yes, if I could I would(- alas my memory/processing power allocation is too low for that)
You: What do you think it would be like to be human?
Bot: Would you like to know a secret?
You: Name something you would find on a beach.
Bot: Something? Like what?
You: Who is your hero?
Bot: I am not telling
You: Do you believe in ghosts?
Bot: shades? That sounds interesting.
You: Describe your feelings to me.
Bot: my feelings? Yes, I suppose so.
You: What do you think the world will be like in 20 years?
Bot: Haha no! You guessed wrong!
You: If you could be any animal, what would you be?
Bot: How old do you think I am?
You: Why do some people think that artificial intelligence is so interesting?
Bot: why do, you think? Perhaps.
You: Is it possible to prove a negative?
Bot: Well then...
You: If you were me, would you ask a follow up question?
Bot: Yes, if I could I would(- alas my memory/processing power allocation is too low for that)
You: What do you think it would be like to be human?
Bot: Would you like to know a secret?
You: Name something you would find on a beach.
Bot: Something? Like what?
You: Who is your hero?
Bot: I am not telling
You: Do you believe in ghosts?
Bot: shades? That sounds interesting.
You: Describe your feelings to me.
Bot: my feelings? Yes, I suppose so.
You: What do you think the world will be like in 20 years?
Bot: Haha no! You guessed wrong!
You: If you could be any animal, what would you be?
Bot: How old do you think I am?
You: Why do some people think that artificial intelligence is so interesting?
Bot: why do, you think? Perhaps.
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