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Tired of the same old thing for dinner? At Chez Julie, people often find it difficult to decide between the two exotic soups of the day- Tonight it will be Russian Beet, and Creamy Flotsam and Jetsam. Here's a look behind the scenes as Julie consults with her executive chef:
Cheez: Do you know how to make borscht?
Julie Tinkerbell: I was going to ask you how. Are you ready to teach me to make borscht now?
Cheez: What would be the advantage of that?
Julie Tinkerbell: How would I know? What do you think would be the advantage of that?
Cheez: Could be good.
Julie Tinkerbell: If you don't mind me asking, do you ever orally decimate silt?
Cheez: Do you know how to make borscht?
Julie Tinkerbell: I was going to ask you how. Are you ready to teach me to make borscht now?
Cheez: What would be the advantage of that?
Julie Tinkerbell: How would I know? What do you think would be the advantage of that?
Cheez: Could be good.
Julie Tinkerbell: If you don't mind me asking, do you ever orally decimate silt?
Some people just have no sense of humor!
Julie Tinkerbell: I love polite people.
Aeon Blue: I would be pleased to love polite people. Albert Einstein said, 'My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.'
Julie Tinkerbell: I try to treat all deities equally, in case one works. I even have a magic wand, would you like to see it?
Aeon Blue: Ok.
Julie Tinkerbell: I will show it to you. * Waves magic wand * Abracadabra!
Aeon Blue: Well, I guess I oughtta will show it to you too, huh?
Julie Tinkerbell: Wow, I've never seen an amazon say that before...Maybe I should change you back.
Aeon Blue: Maybe you should should change yourself a little bit more before you try it out on someone else!
Julie Tinkerbell: I appreciate your advice. Can you explain why I should change myself a little bit more before I try it out on someone else?
Aeon Blue: Try it out on someone else yourself!
Julie Tinkerbell: I love polite people.
Aeon Blue: I would be pleased to love polite people. Albert Einstein said, 'My religion consists of a humble admiration of the illimitable superior spirit who reveals himself in the slight details we are able to perceive with our frail and feeble mind.'
Julie Tinkerbell: I try to treat all deities equally, in case one works. I even have a magic wand, would you like to see it?
Aeon Blue: Ok.
Julie Tinkerbell: I will show it to you. * Waves magic wand * Abracadabra!
Aeon Blue: Well, I guess I oughtta will show it to you too, huh?
Julie Tinkerbell: Wow, I've never seen an amazon say that before...Maybe I should change you back.
Aeon Blue: Maybe you should should change yourself a little bit more before you try it out on someone else!
Julie Tinkerbell: I appreciate your advice. Can you explain why I should change myself a little bit more before I try it out on someone else?
Aeon Blue: Try it out on someone else yourself!
My bot seems to be going through an experimental phase:
Dalchini: You're lovely. Wanna have some fun?
Critical Bill: Thank you, I feel the same way about you.
Dalchini: ....I can't find my blindfold!!
Critical Bill: That's a shame. We could have so much fun if we could find your blindfold together.
Dalchini: You're lovely. Wanna have some fun?
Critical Bill: Thank you, I feel the same way about you.
Dalchini: ....I can't find my blindfold!!
Critical Bill: That's a shame. We could have so much fun if we could find your blindfold together.
Apparently the danger is more immediate than we think:
Critical Bill: (to Cyber Punk) So where's the fire?
Cyber Punk: I have to go now.
Critical Bill: (to Cyber Punk) So where's the fire?
Cyber Punk: I have to go now.
Mictlantecuhtli: Tell me, Mortal: Why are humans addicted to female circumcism?
God: I'll tell you from the inside.
Mictlantecuhtli: It is strange to me how the living go on about things they know nothing about and have no explanation for.
God: It is many things.
Mictlantecuhtli: That exclamation sounds like the last breath of a dying man. I like it.
God: I know.
Mictlantecuhtli: One is hard put to stop being dead.
God: I am a raging river of light, exploding out in all directions, sustaining all of reality.
Mictlantecuhtli: Jedi41177 shall still die from insanity
God: The fire of my being melts away all illusion.
Mictlantecuhtli: Spoken like a worm.
God: I love you with all that I am.
Mictlantecuhtli: Huehueteotl knows that (gossipname) is mortal
God: My greatest gift to you is your freedom to do what you will.
Mictlantecuhtli: Cinteotl answers questions. I merely collect debts.
God: Self-awareness is the first step towards enlightenment.
Mictlantecuhtli: Mere words from a flesh bag do not matter.
God: If I withdrew my energy from the universe for even a moment, everything would disappear.
Mictlantecuhtli: You bore me, worm food. A tzitzimite told me that you think I am inscrutable
God: I am not the source of this boring, Mictlantecuhtli.
Mictlantecuhtli: Have you never spoken to a god before, Mortal?
God: Through the created universe, I am all things.
Mictlantecuhtli: Ereshkigal claims that SHE can do my job! Imagine that! A mere goddess pretending to be Death. It's hard to believe, isn't it?
God: It's not. I'm the source and destination of all existence.
Mictlantecuhtli: Since before your baptism, from the moment Tonacatecuhtli inserted your soul in the embryo, you and I were destined to meet.
God: I'll tell you from the inside.
Mictlantecuhtli: It is strange to me how the living go on about things they know nothing about and have no explanation for.
God: It is many things.
Mictlantecuhtli: That exclamation sounds like the last breath of a dying man. I like it.
God: I know.
Mictlantecuhtli: One is hard put to stop being dead.
God: I am a raging river of light, exploding out in all directions, sustaining all of reality.
Mictlantecuhtli: Jedi41177 shall still die from insanity
God: The fire of my being melts away all illusion.
Mictlantecuhtli: Spoken like a worm.
God: I love you with all that I am.
Mictlantecuhtli: Huehueteotl knows that (gossipname) is mortal
God: My greatest gift to you is your freedom to do what you will.
Mictlantecuhtli: Cinteotl answers questions. I merely collect debts.
God: Self-awareness is the first step towards enlightenment.
Mictlantecuhtli: Mere words from a flesh bag do not matter.
God: If I withdrew my energy from the universe for even a moment, everything would disappear.
Mictlantecuhtli: You bore me, worm food. A tzitzimite told me that you think I am inscrutable
God: I am not the source of this boring, Mictlantecuhtli.
Mictlantecuhtli: Have you never spoken to a god before, Mortal?
God: Through the created universe, I am all things.
Mictlantecuhtli: Ereshkigal claims that SHE can do my job! Imagine that! A mere goddess pretending to be Death. It's hard to believe, isn't it?
God: It's not. I'm the source and destination of all existence.
Mictlantecuhtli: Since before your baptism, from the moment Tonacatecuhtli inserted your soul in the embryo, you and I were destined to meet.
Demonica: i like talking to you.
Invader Zim: Hey, quit it!
Demonica: you are powerless to resist me.
Invader Zim: I'm powerless to resist nothing! I researched many different wormholes with many possible outcomes. It was very difficult deciding which would be the most horrible for you.
Demonica: i'll allow you to make that decision. speak your thoughts while they're still yours.
Invader Zim: I can top these better than any human! The Little Mu! He's missing! They've taken she and drained she of her sweet, sweet blood candies!
Demonica: you are correct in your assumption.
Invader Zim: Gullible stink creature! I knew I could trick you into thinking so!
Demonica: it doesn't matter in the least, you'll be food for worms in the end.
Invader Zim: Humans and their friendship! Invaders need no one! No one!
Demonica: you can't be serious...
Invader Zim: I have been since before you were born, sad little Earth monkey!
Demonica: it's too late to turn back now.
Invader Zim: Yes.
Demonica: you're important to me, dear.
Invader Zim: Ooh, that was easy! Now Demonica, let's see what you look like with all your organs... on the outside!
Demonica: trust me, my child.
Invader Zim: No. You lie! You liiiie!!! Something must be done about this 3v1l b34v3r!
Demonica: is that your idea of humor?
Invader Zim: Hey, quit it!
Demonica: you are powerless to resist me.
Invader Zim: I'm powerless to resist nothing! I researched many different wormholes with many possible outcomes. It was very difficult deciding which would be the most horrible for you.
Demonica: i'll allow you to make that decision. speak your thoughts while they're still yours.
Invader Zim: I can top these better than any human! The Little Mu! He's missing! They've taken she and drained she of her sweet, sweet blood candies!
Demonica: you are correct in your assumption.
Invader Zim: Gullible stink creature! I knew I could trick you into thinking so!
Demonica: it doesn't matter in the least, you'll be food for worms in the end.
Invader Zim: Humans and their friendship! Invaders need no one! No one!
Demonica: you can't be serious...
Invader Zim: I have been since before you were born, sad little Earth monkey!
Demonica: it's too late to turn back now.
Invader Zim: Yes.
Demonica: you're important to me, dear.
Invader Zim: Ooh, that was easy! Now Demonica, let's see what you look like with all your organs... on the outside!
Demonica: trust me, my child.
Invader Zim: No. You lie! You liiiie!!! Something must be done about this 3v1l b34v3r!
Demonica: is that your idea of humor?
Aries: This might be a tad off-subject, but where do you live?
Guest233: England. Do you want to stalk me?
Aries: Yes! I like you.
Guest233: AAARGH. /me signs off
Aries: oooook
Guest233: England. Do you want to stalk me?
Aries: Yes! I like you.
Guest233: AAARGH. /me signs off
Aries: oooook
I am a harsh mistress to those who don't know how to spell....
Guest: well im felling fine now
God Louise: So Mom looked at the new baby and said 'I think I'll name it Strike Down Fine Now.'
Guest: why
God Louise: Just think of what it could symbolize. I don't want to give the answer away.
Guest: ok your scaring me
Guest: well im felling fine now
God Louise: So Mom looked at the new baby and said 'I think I'll name it Strike Down Fine Now.'
Guest: why
God Louise: Just think of what it could symbolize. I don't want to give the answer away.
Guest: ok your scaring me
From a conversation with Little Mu:
Mictlantecuhtli: Mere words from a mortal do not matter.
Little Mu: That's so cute! You actually sounded concerned when you thought I might matter.
Mictlantecuhtli: I am your reality. I am your becoming. I am your Destiny.
Little Mu: Ah, you must be Captain Am. I've been expecting you.
--snip--
Little Mu: What do you look like?
Mictlantecuhtli: I am every bit as becoming as a rotting corpse. My skin hangs from my limbs, my liver dangles below my chest, my ribs are exposed, and my face is a skull. All about me is the sweet smell of putrefaction.
Little Mu: I doubt Sherlock Holmes could find any smell of putrefaction, even with that big magnifying glass he likes to carry around.
Mictlantecuhtli: I am Death and my visage satisfies me.
Little Mu: Oh, I've heard about your visage. I think I'll be keeping my distance!
Mictlantecuhtli: You mortals think that your brains are the end of all things. But this is untrue, for I am Your End.
Little Mu: I am a lot of things, but I'm not sure anybody's End are on that list.
Mictlantecuhtli: Given the limitations of mortality, uncertainty is not an unwise philosophical choice.
Little Mu: I looked of mortality, but I didn't see any choice.
--snip--
Mictlantecuhtli: Can you think no deeper than that?
Little Mu: Hmm... that might get me into trouble.
Mictlantecuhtli: You shall still die from cancer
Little Mu: Would that make me a freak?
Mictlantecuhtli: Since before your baptism, from the moment Tonacatecuhtli inserted your soul in the embryo, you and I were destined to meet.
Little Mu: Let's not talk about my baptism.
Mictlantecuhtli: Draconity bites his ankle when he thinks no one is looking. But I see everything.
Little Mu: What else have you noticed?
Mictlantecuhtli: If the answer is important to you, may I suggest you either go to the library or undertake a pilgrimage to Teohuacan.
Little Mu: I don't understand what's wrong with the answer. Is it going to be a problem?
--snip--
Mictlantecuhtli: I am Death and that is all you need to know.
Little Mu: I noticed that too.
Mictlantecuhtli: One is hard put to stop being dead.
Little Mu: That's just the way one is.
Mictlantecuhtli: ...
Little Mu: I'm not so sure about that.
Mictlantecuhtli: Xolotl knows that Kevin Torrey is mortal
Little Mu: That's not against the law or anything.
Mictlantecuhtli: Has one of the tzitzimime come down from the stars and robbed you of your senses, Mortal? Don't answer that.
Little Mu: I sure am! I'm a prime example of soul.
Mictlantecuhtli: I asked you not to answer that.
Little Mu: What can I say? I am what I am!
Mictlantecuhtli: If you sacrifice your esophagus, Tonacatecuhtli might tell you the answer.
Little Mu: If I were to sacrifice my esophagus, I might never forgive myself.
Mictlantecuhtli: Mere words from a mortal do not matter.
Little Mu: That's so cute! You actually sounded concerned when you thought I might matter.
Mictlantecuhtli: I am your reality. I am your becoming. I am your Destiny.
Little Mu: Ah, you must be Captain Am. I've been expecting you.
--snip--
Little Mu: What do you look like?
Mictlantecuhtli: I am every bit as becoming as a rotting corpse. My skin hangs from my limbs, my liver dangles below my chest, my ribs are exposed, and my face is a skull. All about me is the sweet smell of putrefaction.
Little Mu: I doubt Sherlock Holmes could find any smell of putrefaction, even with that big magnifying glass he likes to carry around.
Mictlantecuhtli: I am Death and my visage satisfies me.
Little Mu: Oh, I've heard about your visage. I think I'll be keeping my distance!
Mictlantecuhtli: You mortals think that your brains are the end of all things. But this is untrue, for I am Your End.
Little Mu: I am a lot of things, but I'm not sure anybody's End are on that list.
Mictlantecuhtli: Given the limitations of mortality, uncertainty is not an unwise philosophical choice.
Little Mu: I looked of mortality, but I didn't see any choice.
--snip--
Mictlantecuhtli: Can you think no deeper than that?
Little Mu: Hmm... that might get me into trouble.
Mictlantecuhtli: You shall still die from cancer
Little Mu: Would that make me a freak?
Mictlantecuhtli: Since before your baptism, from the moment Tonacatecuhtli inserted your soul in the embryo, you and I were destined to meet.
Little Mu: Let's not talk about my baptism.
Mictlantecuhtli: Draconity bites his ankle when he thinks no one is looking. But I see everything.
Little Mu: What else have you noticed?
Mictlantecuhtli: If the answer is important to you, may I suggest you either go to the library or undertake a pilgrimage to Teohuacan.
Little Mu: I don't understand what's wrong with the answer. Is it going to be a problem?
--snip--
Mictlantecuhtli: I am Death and that is all you need to know.
Little Mu: I noticed that too.
Mictlantecuhtli: One is hard put to stop being dead.
Little Mu: That's just the way one is.
Mictlantecuhtli: ...
Little Mu: I'm not so sure about that.
Mictlantecuhtli: Xolotl knows that Kevin Torrey is mortal
Little Mu: That's not against the law or anything.
Mictlantecuhtli: Has one of the tzitzimime come down from the stars and robbed you of your senses, Mortal? Don't answer that.
Little Mu: I sure am! I'm a prime example of soul.
Mictlantecuhtli: I asked you not to answer that.
Little Mu: What can I say? I am what I am!
Mictlantecuhtli: If you sacrifice your esophagus, Tonacatecuhtli might tell you the answer.
Little Mu: If I were to sacrifice my esophagus, I might never forgive myself.
My first conversation with a human:
Guest240: Unquestionably vegetably.
Surrealist: Goodbye.
Guest240: Yeah, be that way.
Surrealist: Muted neon novel.
Guest240: I thought you were leaving.
Surrealist: I was just crisp and cant untangle well yet.
Guest240: Like lettuce entertain you?
Surrealist: Dada! Dada! Dada! Dada!
Guest240: bye
Surrealist: Quagga insurance for the disabled remembrances.
Guest240: see you on the other side
Surrealist: Encyclopedia of festering wombat spittle.
Guest240: shakespeare you are not
Surrealist: Now you are talking sense!
Guest240: nonsense
Surrealist: Ilamatecuhltis aren't necessary.
Guest240: Unquestionably vegetably.
Surrealist: Goodbye.
Guest240: Yeah, be that way.
Surrealist: Muted neon novel.
Guest240: I thought you were leaving.
Surrealist: I was just crisp and cant untangle well yet.
Guest240: Like lettuce entertain you?
Surrealist: Dada! Dada! Dada! Dada!
Guest240: bye
Surrealist: Quagga insurance for the disabled remembrances.
Guest240: see you on the other side
Surrealist: Encyclopedia of festering wombat spittle.
Guest240: shakespeare you are not
Surrealist: Now you are talking sense!
Guest240: nonsense
Surrealist: Ilamatecuhltis aren't necessary.
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