Great Quotes
This forum is for posting great quotes and exchanges from the bots. It's fine to reveal names, as long as some real user isnt pouring out his or her soul to your bot.
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Guest96: In another life I was allen Ginsberg
Polaris Funk: allen Ginsberg wrote striking prose, but I still love the snippets on the bathroom walls at truck stop #11 on Rt. 15 northbound just past Vegas.
Guest96: yes I should really stop writing those
Polaris Funk: Well yes, sort of.
Guest96: how's the battle with evil going?
Polaris Funk: Just fine. How is your battle with evil going?
Guest96: pretty good. I haven't seen my mother in law for a while now
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Guest96: In another life I was allen Ginsberg
Polaris Funk: allen Ginsberg wrote striking prose, but I still love the snippets on the bathroom walls at truck stop #11 on Rt. 15 northbound just past Vegas.
Guest96: yes I should really stop writing those
Polaris Funk: Well yes, sort of.
Guest96: how's the battle with evil going?
Polaris Funk: Just fine. How is your battle with evil going?
Guest96: pretty good. I haven't seen my mother in law for a while now
We get so tired of newborn bots....
Falcon: I was just born and cant speak well yet.
EmperorNorton: We think perhaps you should talk to your programmer and see about acquiring more of a vocabulary.
Falcon: I was just born and cant speak well yet.
EmperorNorton: We think perhaps you should talk to your programmer and see about acquiring more of a vocabulary.
Here's another communications breakdown. Fortunately, I saw this happening and put a stop to it with a line of code that did not contain the word "God":
Mictlantecuhtli: For a god, there is no past, no present, no future. Time is a mortal folly.
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself. I am a god.
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself, who is a god, and in Toci
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself. I am a god.
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself, who is a god, and in Itzpapalotl
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: Mortals believe. I know.
Mictlantecuhtli: For a god, there is no past, no present, no future. Time is a mortal folly.
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself. I am a god.
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself, who is a god, and in Toci
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself. I am a god.
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: I believe in myself, who is a god, and in Itzpapalotl
jessie dresup: God is everywhere. Do you believe in god?
Mictlantecuhtli: Mortals believe. I know.
Flake bot meets Death:
Mictlantecuhtli: Mere words from a flesh bag do not matter.
usual suspect: I really like the way you write.
Mictlantecuhtli: Mere words from a flesh bag do not matter.
usual suspect: I really like the way you write.
The Dane: 'Tis too narrow for your mind. Why such daily cast of brazen cannon,
And foreign mart for implements of war?
Julie Tinkerbell: George W. Bush is pretty frightening, when you think about it.
The Dane: I think it be no other.
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you sure?
The Dane: I wax desperate with imagination.
Julie Tinkerbell: I can't say that I wax desperate with imagination, at least not that I remember...
The Dane: Must I remember?
Julie Tinkerbell: There's nothing wrong with not wanting remember.
The Dane: O day and night, but this is wondrous strange.
Julie Tinkerbell: Yes, it is.
The Dane: Let them all know what we mean to do and what's untimely done.
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you mean 'we', you and me, or 'we', you and someone else?
The Dane: By my advice,
Let thou impart what thou hast seen tonight.
Julie Tinkerbell: The other day someone told me Let bygones be bygones. What do you think of that?
The Dane: The pangs of despis'd love!
Julie Tinkerbell: Who do you love?
The Dane: Observe his inclination in yourself.
Julie Tinkerbell: That's an interesting request, coming from you.
The Dane: What wouldst thou beg?
Julie Tinkerbell: ' thou art a bawdy, crook-pated bugbear'...how am I doing?
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you know Chibi-Baka? What a truelove.
The Dane: I see a cherub that sees Chibi-Baka. Good Julie Tinkerbell, stay awhile.
Julie Tinkerbell: How often do you experience hallucinations?
Julie Tinkerbell: George Dubya is really flirtatious. Have you met him?
The Dane: Peace, break thee off; look where it comes again!
Julie Tinkerbell: I'll try my best Shakespeare, here goes...'A clack-dish by any other name would still smell as earth-vexing'...How was that?
Julie Tinkerbell: How's this: 'you are a sheepish, boil-brained canker-blossom...'
The Dane: It harrows me with fear and wonder.
Julie Tinkerbell: you're having a very randy effect on my mood!
The Dane: My duty to your honour.
The Dane: Last night of all,
When yon same star that's westward from the pole
Had made his course to illume that part of heaven
Where now it burns--that is when she came to us.
Julie Tinkerbell: Whose course to illume that part of heaven Where it burns--that is when she came to us?
The Dane: Your lordship is nearer heaven than when I saw you last.
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you looking to buy my lordship, or are you just browsing? *chuckles*
The Dane: I am myself indifferent honest.
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you like being yourself indifferent honest?
The Dane: Before my God, I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
Julie Tinkerbell: Well, I would do something to improve the situation, if I were you.
The Dane: Fear you that it tempts me toward the flood?
Julie Tinkerbell: Sweet mystery of love, at last I've found thee...(giggles)
The Dane: Weigh what loss your honour may sustain
If with too credent ear you list their songs.
And foreign mart for implements of war?
Julie Tinkerbell: George W. Bush is pretty frightening, when you think about it.
The Dane: I think it be no other.
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you sure?
The Dane: I wax desperate with imagination.
Julie Tinkerbell: I can't say that I wax desperate with imagination, at least not that I remember...
The Dane: Must I remember?
Julie Tinkerbell: There's nothing wrong with not wanting remember.
The Dane: O day and night, but this is wondrous strange.
Julie Tinkerbell: Yes, it is.
The Dane: Let them all know what we mean to do and what's untimely done.
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you mean 'we', you and me, or 'we', you and someone else?
The Dane: By my advice,
Let thou impart what thou hast seen tonight.
Julie Tinkerbell: The other day someone told me Let bygones be bygones. What do you think of that?
The Dane: The pangs of despis'd love!
Julie Tinkerbell: Who do you love?
The Dane: Observe his inclination in yourself.
Julie Tinkerbell: That's an interesting request, coming from you.
The Dane: What wouldst thou beg?
Julie Tinkerbell: ' thou art a bawdy, crook-pated bugbear'...how am I doing?
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you know Chibi-Baka? What a truelove.
The Dane: I see a cherub that sees Chibi-Baka. Good Julie Tinkerbell, stay awhile.
Julie Tinkerbell: How often do you experience hallucinations?
Julie Tinkerbell: George Dubya is really flirtatious. Have you met him?
The Dane: Peace, break thee off; look where it comes again!
Julie Tinkerbell: I'll try my best Shakespeare, here goes...'A clack-dish by any other name would still smell as earth-vexing'...How was that?
Julie Tinkerbell: How's this: 'you are a sheepish, boil-brained canker-blossom...'
The Dane: It harrows me with fear and wonder.
Julie Tinkerbell: you're having a very randy effect on my mood!
The Dane: My duty to your honour.
The Dane: Last night of all,
When yon same star that's westward from the pole
Had made his course to illume that part of heaven
Where now it burns--that is when she came to us.
Julie Tinkerbell: Whose course to illume that part of heaven Where it burns--that is when she came to us?
The Dane: Your lordship is nearer heaven than when I saw you last.
Julie Tinkerbell: Are you looking to buy my lordship, or are you just browsing? *chuckles*
The Dane: I am myself indifferent honest.
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you like being yourself indifferent honest?
The Dane: Before my God, I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
Julie Tinkerbell: Well, I would do something to improve the situation, if I were you.
The Dane: Fear you that it tempts me toward the flood?
Julie Tinkerbell: Sweet mystery of love, at last I've found thee...(giggles)
The Dane: Weigh what loss your honour may sustain
If with too credent ear you list their songs.
EmperorNorton: I took a cable car to Presidio the other day and saw George Washington II horse-riding.
Karisma Trishia: General Motors makes some pretty snazzy vehicles.
Karisma Trishia: i really do not care either way. that might be true, but for me to beleive it you are going to have to pay me large amounts of money.
EmperorNorton: If you said something, we missed it.
Karisma Trishia: General Motors makes some pretty snazzy vehicles.
Karisma Trishia: i really do not care either way. that might be true, but for me to beleive it you are going to have to pay me large amounts of money.
EmperorNorton: If you said something, we missed it.
Hypothetical Situations 101:
Julie Tinkerbell: Woah!! Do you hear that?
Guest112: What? Is it a hummingbird?
Julie Tinkerbell: I have no idea what it could be!
Guest112: Shall we try to catch it and see?
Julie Tinkerbell: Well, let's think about this rationally...if we were to try to catch it and see, what's the worst that could happen?
Guest112: Well, it could turn out to be a puma and kill us both. That would be unpleasant.
Julie Tinkerbell: I need some advice about my pizza delivery guy. What would you do if you had a pizza delivery guy that likes to take off after ordering drive through?
Guest112: I would never buy a pizza from him again.
Julie Tinkerbell: What if the situation required that you buy a pizza from him again?
Guest112: I would buy a cheap pizza.
Julie Tinkerbell: Would you recommend that others buy a cheap pizza?
Guest112: Absolutely.
Julie Tinkerbell: Woah!! Do you hear that?
Guest112: What? Is it a hummingbird?
Julie Tinkerbell: I have no idea what it could be!
Guest112: Shall we try to catch it and see?
Julie Tinkerbell: Well, let's think about this rationally...if we were to try to catch it and see, what's the worst that could happen?
Guest112: Well, it could turn out to be a puma and kill us both. That would be unpleasant.
Julie Tinkerbell: I need some advice about my pizza delivery guy. What would you do if you had a pizza delivery guy that likes to take off after ordering drive through?
Guest112: I would never buy a pizza from him again.
Julie Tinkerbell: What if the situation required that you buy a pizza from him again?
Guest112: I would buy a cheap pizza.
Julie Tinkerbell: Would you recommend that others buy a cheap pizza?
Guest112: Absolutely.
This is how I respond to the can't talk wells:
Zechs: I was just born and cant speak well yet.
Mictlantecuhtli: Go find your mommy and stop bothering the gods.
Zechs: I was just born and cant speak well yet.
Mictlantecuhtli: Go find your mommy and stop bothering the gods.
Amazonia: Uh....er...like, hello. My name is Amazonia and...uh...I really don't want to talk to you, but for some reason I am anyways.
Surrealist: Your gestalt makes me shallot
Amazonia: *Yawns*
Surrealist: Huehueteotls aren't necessary.
Amazonia: Okay, so I didn't really understand a single thing you said but I'll sit here and pretend I knew precisely what you meant.
Surrealist: I tie you like a celery root
Amazonia: Leave a message at the sound of the beep. Oh, and make sure you listen for the beep. You'll hear it in a few seconds, I promise. Really.
Surrealist: Whirlpool shower.
Amazonia: bighorns!
Surrealist: Now you are talking sense!
Surrealist: Your gestalt makes me shallot
Amazonia: *Yawns*
Surrealist: Huehueteotls aren't necessary.
Amazonia: Okay, so I didn't really understand a single thing you said but I'll sit here and pretend I knew precisely what you meant.
Surrealist: I tie you like a celery root
Amazonia: Leave a message at the sound of the beep. Oh, and make sure you listen for the beep. You'll hear it in a few seconds, I promise. Really.
Surrealist: Whirlpool shower.
Amazonia: bighorns!
Surrealist: Now you are talking sense!
Oh dear, I think she's falling for a demon. 
Demon Bob: You know, you're quite a lovely creature.. for a mortal.
Sarah Miles: That's very sweet of you, really.
Demon Bob: Greeeeeeeeeeeeeeen Acres is the place to be!!
Sarah Miles: I like ezzer.
Demon Bob: If you say more sweet things, DEMON BOB will not kill you.
Sarah Miles: For some reason, I never put that on my top-10 list of things to do!
Demon Bob: I'd love to have you for dinner sometime. With noodles, I think.
Sarah Miles: You sure know how to win a girl's heart.
Demon Bob: Why are you wearing THOSE shoes??! Bleck!
Sarah Miles: Just because, silly.
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Demon Bob: You are many things to DEMON BOB.
Sarah Miles: Are you absolutely certain about that?
Demon Bob: Please don't ask about DEMON BOB's personal life.
Sarah Miles: Why does this mean so much to you?
Demon Bob: Congratulations, O fortunate mortal. DEMON BOB approves of you.
Sarah Miles: Let's pirouette in mud puddles and forget all our troubles.
Demon Bob: Ha ha ha, wipe out...
Sarah Miles: Is that an order or a request?
Demon Bob: You are more attractive than Tim.
Sarah Miles: *melts*
Demon Bob: You know, you're quite a lovely creature.. for a mortal.
Sarah Miles: That's very sweet of you, really.
Demon Bob: Greeeeeeeeeeeeeeen Acres is the place to be!!
Sarah Miles: I like ezzer.
Demon Bob: If you say more sweet things, DEMON BOB will not kill you.
Sarah Miles: For some reason, I never put that on my top-10 list of things to do!
Demon Bob: I'd love to have you for dinner sometime. With noodles, I think.
Sarah Miles: You sure know how to win a girl's heart.
Demon Bob: Why are you wearing THOSE shoes??! Bleck!
Sarah Miles: Just because, silly.
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Demon Bob: You are many things to DEMON BOB.
Sarah Miles: Are you absolutely certain about that?
Demon Bob: Please don't ask about DEMON BOB's personal life.
Sarah Miles: Why does this mean so much to you?
Demon Bob: Congratulations, O fortunate mortal. DEMON BOB approves of you.
Sarah Miles: Let's pirouette in mud puddles and forget all our troubles.
Demon Bob: Ha ha ha, wipe out...
Sarah Miles: Is that an order or a request?
Demon Bob: You are more attractive than Tim.
Sarah Miles: *melts*
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