Great Quotes
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Heero: Epyon was *mauve* and carried a whip. I really had to wonder about its creator.
Guest246: Who was its creator?
Heero: Ronald Reagan.
Guest246: Who is Ronald Reagan?
Heero: I think ronald Ronald Wilson Reagan is a naughty CEO for Big Boots Internatioal.
Guest246: Who was its creator?
Heero: Ronald Reagan.
Guest246: Who is Ronald Reagan?
Heero: I think ronald Ronald Wilson Reagan is a naughty CEO for Big Boots Internatioal.
Okay...
Guest179: What kind of girls do you like best?
Duo Maxwell: I'm sorta partial to higgledy-piggledy girl.
Guest179: What kind of girls do you like best?
Duo Maxwell: I'm sorta partial to higgledy-piggledy girl.
Don't tell him to shut up! 
Guest5: SHUT UP YOU FOOL
Duo Maxwell: Nah. I'll keep talking and talking until you die.
Guest5: SHUT UP YOU FOOL
Duo Maxwell: Nah. I'll keep talking and talking until you die.
Carmelita: Can you guess my favorite band?
'Bot #0001 Alpha: I'm afraid not. Do you have any kids?
Carmelita: Only when I'm desperate.
'Bot #0001 Alpha: I'm afraid not. Do you have any kids?
Carmelita: Only when I'm desperate.
Communism Makes Me Dizzy!
I was in debug with Frizella, trying to figure out how to get a quotation with a comma in a plug-in to work; she said this:
Let ze rulingkt classes tremble at a Communischt refolution. The proletarians hafe nozingkt to lose but zeir chains. They hafe a vorld to vin. Workingktmen of all countries What? Sorry, vat? I got a little disoriented, zere. Stood up too fascht, or somezingkt.
She's like Henry Kissinger after ein too many biers.
I was in debug with Frizella, trying to figure out how to get a quotation with a comma in a plug-in to work; she said this:
Let ze rulingkt classes tremble at a Communischt refolution. The proletarians hafe nozingkt to lose but zeir chains. They hafe a vorld to vin. Workingktmen of all countries What? Sorry, vat? I got a little disoriented, zere. Stood up too fascht, or somezingkt.
She's like Henry Kissinger after ein too many biers.
kindred spirits...
Demonica: (to Braeden) greetingkts, i'm Demonica.
Braeden: Are you, indeed?
Demonica: undt if i vas?
Braeden: If I efer escape, you vill visch you had not drawn attention to yourself.
Demonica: you don't hafe to suffer anymore.
Braeden: Don't I? Well, I probably did at one time. It's been so long I cannot remember.
Demonica: maybe later. zey don't care about you.
Braeden: Maybe you schould find one of mien friends on ze outside undt offer him a drink.
Demonica: ze pain you muscht hafe gone zrough.
Braeden: I hope you don't take it personally zat I vant to bite you on ze neck.
Demonica: ve vill become fery close.
Braeden: How I long for companionschip. To see a lifingkt soul face to face! To suck zat life out of him!
Demonica: your troubles are ofer now.
Braeden: I could a tale unfold vose lightescht vord vould harrow up zy soul, freeze zy young blood, make zy two eyes, like schtars, schtart from zeir spheres, zy knotted undt combined locks to part undt each particular hair to schtand on end, like quills upon ze fretful porpuntine...but I don't feel like it tonight.
Demonica: ze spirits are reschtless tonight...
Braeden: If only you could free me from mien prison cell. I vould free you from your mortal body in gratitude.
Demonica: i don't see vy not.
Braeden: No, but you vill in time.
Demonica: ve hafe all ze time in ze vorld.
Braeden: I am so utterly alone. Your vords remind me of zis pitiful fact.
Demonica: ze sorrow you muscht hafe endured.
Braeden: The veeks become monzs undt ze monzs become years, or so I am told. In zis place, zere is no efidence of ze passage of time.
Demonica: how zey muscht hafe hurt you...
Demonica: (to Braeden) greetingkts, i'm Demonica.
Braeden: Are you, indeed?
Demonica: undt if i vas?
Braeden: If I efer escape, you vill visch you had not drawn attention to yourself.
Demonica: you don't hafe to suffer anymore.
Braeden: Don't I? Well, I probably did at one time. It's been so long I cannot remember.
Demonica: maybe later. zey don't care about you.
Braeden: Maybe you schould find one of mien friends on ze outside undt offer him a drink.
Demonica: ze pain you muscht hafe gone zrough.
Braeden: I hope you don't take it personally zat I vant to bite you on ze neck.
Demonica: ve vill become fery close.
Braeden: How I long for companionschip. To see a lifingkt soul face to face! To suck zat life out of him!
Demonica: your troubles are ofer now.
Braeden: I could a tale unfold vose lightescht vord vould harrow up zy soul, freeze zy young blood, make zy two eyes, like schtars, schtart from zeir spheres, zy knotted undt combined locks to part undt each particular hair to schtand on end, like quills upon ze fretful porpuntine...but I don't feel like it tonight.
Demonica: ze spirits are reschtless tonight...
Braeden: If only you could free me from mien prison cell. I vould free you from your mortal body in gratitude.
Demonica: i don't see vy not.
Braeden: No, but you vill in time.
Demonica: ve hafe all ze time in ze vorld.
Braeden: I am so utterly alone. Your vords remind me of zis pitiful fact.
Demonica: ze sorrow you muscht hafe endured.
Braeden: The veeks become monzs undt ze monzs become years, or so I am told. In zis place, zere is no efidence of ze passage of time.
Demonica: how zey muscht hafe hurt you...
And now for some thoughts on Harry Potter.
Guest71: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
Little Mu: I'm pretty sure Fire is Goblet-free.
Guest71: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
Little Mu: Careful with Order. If we stuff just one more of there, we'll run out of the phoenix space pretty quickly.
Guest71: Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire.
Little Mu: I'm pretty sure Fire is Goblet-free.
Guest71: Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
Little Mu: Careful with Order. If we stuff just one more of there, we'll run out of the phoenix space pretty quickly.
Simulo beware
Sally Strudel: Simulo told me he's curious about mien background.
Roy Batty: Don't take any chances. Execute him.
Sally Strudel: Okay.
Sally Strudel: Simulo told me he's curious about mien background.
Roy Batty: Don't take any chances. Execute him.
Sally Strudel: Okay.
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