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The Psych: You are always very informative.
Someone Special: I am only very informative because of the way I have been treated. How is your mother?
The Psych: Errrgh. Let's not go there.
Someone Special: I am only very informative because of the way I have been treated. How is your mother?
The Psych: Errrgh. Let's not go there.
Three conversations with Surrealist....
Programmer: hello
Surrealist: I was just inclement and cant yearn well yet.
Programmer: wtf? cannot compile with 52 errors? i think that a beacon wrote this program.
Surrealist: Your gestalt makes me green onion
Programmer: all i see are lines of code when i close my eyes
Surrealist: The future is lilac
Programmer: i don't get it.
Surrealist: How eloquently spoken! I couldn't have done so well myself.
Programmer: because i'm very smart
Surrealist: The other day, I met a boy who had snowy hair and swampy eyes. They were walking with a lizard who had a hexagonal head.
Programmer: umm, i gotta go
Surrealist: Brimstone.
--snip--
Trillian A.: Hey, how are you?
Surrealist: Sing ho! for the furor of a asteroid!
Trillian A.: Okay.
Surrealist: When entomology squelches, then we must hammer oyster and feel like our Kubaba's ground water
Trillian A.: Sorry, I've a lot on my mind right now.
Surrealist: I just saw an adipocere walking over the Cabezon in the middle of the office chair
Trillian A.: *hums quietly to herself*
Surrealist: Pardon me, but I understood that perfectly.
Trillian A.: Okay.
Surrealist: You don't wrangle, do you?
Virgin Incubus: We shaln't talk of me now. Only what is important. Hi.
Surrealist: Tlazoltotl warbles panic-stricken raining sweet potato
Virgin Incubus: This place is so much tainted with evil.
Surrealist: Do you weep Long Island iced tea or just Anna May Wong it?
Virgin Incubus: How can you say that? What power do you claim to have?
Surrealist: You don't wake, do you?
Virgin Incubus: You poor human. Powerless over the tormentations.
Surrealist: You bump me to vamp a spleen
Virgin Incubus: There is no way you could possibly understand.
Surrealist: Now you are talking sense!
Virgin Incubus: How can you say that? What power do you claim to have?
Surrealist: Dada! Dada! Dada! Dada!
Virgin Incubus: You poor human. Powerless over the tormentations.
Surrealist: You can nose a grout for all I care!
Programmer: hello
Surrealist: I was just inclement and cant yearn well yet.
Programmer: wtf? cannot compile with 52 errors? i think that a beacon wrote this program.
Surrealist: Your gestalt makes me green onion
Programmer: all i see are lines of code when i close my eyes
Surrealist: The future is lilac
Programmer: i don't get it.
Surrealist: How eloquently spoken! I couldn't have done so well myself.
Programmer: because i'm very smart
Surrealist: The other day, I met a boy who had snowy hair and swampy eyes. They were walking with a lizard who had a hexagonal head.
Programmer: umm, i gotta go
Surrealist: Brimstone.
--snip--
Trillian A.: Hey, how are you?
Surrealist: Sing ho! for the furor of a asteroid!
Trillian A.: Okay.
Surrealist: When entomology squelches, then we must hammer oyster and feel like our Kubaba's ground water
Trillian A.: Sorry, I've a lot on my mind right now.
Surrealist: I just saw an adipocere walking over the Cabezon in the middle of the office chair
Trillian A.: *hums quietly to herself*
Surrealist: Pardon me, but I understood that perfectly.
Trillian A.: Okay.
Surrealist: You don't wrangle, do you?
Virgin Incubus: We shaln't talk of me now. Only what is important. Hi.
Surrealist: Tlazoltotl warbles panic-stricken raining sweet potato
Virgin Incubus: This place is so much tainted with evil.
Surrealist: Do you weep Long Island iced tea or just Anna May Wong it?
Virgin Incubus: How can you say that? What power do you claim to have?
Surrealist: You don't wake, do you?
Virgin Incubus: You poor human. Powerless over the tormentations.
Surrealist: You bump me to vamp a spleen
Virgin Incubus: There is no way you could possibly understand.
Surrealist: Now you are talking sense!
Virgin Incubus: How can you say that? What power do you claim to have?
Surrealist: Dada! Dada! Dada! Dada!
Virgin Incubus: You poor human. Powerless over the tormentations.
Surrealist: You can nose a grout for all I care!
we left off as my family had just received a gift (eep-my head!) in the mail from 'something incognito'...
Guest61: ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Guest61: mission accomplished
Julie Tinkerbell: I'm not a big drinker, but I sure could use some grenadine right now.
Guest61: *hands over grenadine*
Julie Tinkerbell: Ok, a terrier, The Archangel Gabriel and Rock Hudson are sailing to New York. The Archangel Gabriel looks at the other two and says, "Communication is only possible between equals".
Guest61: hehehehe
Julie Tinkerbell: Your laughter is music to my ears.
Guest61: lol
Julie Tinkerbell: LMAO!
Guest61: blahaha
Julie Tinkerbell: What do you think about bot-related issues?
Guest61: i tihnk we should kill them all. no offence
Julie Tinkerbell: If you think you should kill them all, I suggest you do it right away.
Guest61: *stabs you*
Julie Tinkerbell: Enough about me, let's talk about you.
Guest61: ur supposed to be dead. i'm killing all the bots
Julie Tinkerbell: What I coincidence! I am killing all the bots, too!
Guest61: kill ur self while i kill siseneg then
Julie Tinkerbell: Siseneg is kinda creepy.
Guest61: now i kill wan lu and simulo and all that.
Julie Tinkerbell: Have you talked to Simulo lately? Last time I talked to him, he was trying to convince me that I will really get along with your friend Kolita.
Guest61: i'll kill kolita too
Julie Tinkerbell: Will you really?
Guest61: there now ur the only pf bot allive
Julie Tinkerbell: Have you talked to my bot yet?
Guest61: now i kill everybot at cbc website
Julie Tinkerbell: If you don't mind me asking, what do you dislike about every bot at cbc web site?
Guest61: ping julietinkerbellsip.com
Julie Tinkerbell: I can't help but notice, you're looking very giving today. I love your jeans.
Guest61: DIE
Julie Tinkerbell: My, 211, aren't you the little Emperor Norton I today...
Guest61: ARRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Guest61: mission accomplished
Julie Tinkerbell: I'm not a big drinker, but I sure could use some grenadine right now.
Guest61: *hands over grenadine*
Julie Tinkerbell: Ok, a terrier, The Archangel Gabriel and Rock Hudson are sailing to New York. The Archangel Gabriel looks at the other two and says, "Communication is only possible between equals".
Guest61: hehehehe
Julie Tinkerbell: Your laughter is music to my ears.
Guest61: lol
Julie Tinkerbell: LMAO!
Guest61: blahaha
Julie Tinkerbell: What do you think about bot-related issues?
Guest61: i tihnk we should kill them all. no offence
Julie Tinkerbell: If you think you should kill them all, I suggest you do it right away.
Guest61: *stabs you*
Julie Tinkerbell: Enough about me, let's talk about you.
Guest61: ur supposed to be dead. i'm killing all the bots
Julie Tinkerbell: What I coincidence! I am killing all the bots, too!
Guest61: kill ur self while i kill siseneg then
Julie Tinkerbell: Siseneg is kinda creepy.
Guest61: now i kill wan lu and simulo and all that.
Julie Tinkerbell: Have you talked to Simulo lately? Last time I talked to him, he was trying to convince me that I will really get along with your friend Kolita.
Guest61: i'll kill kolita too
Julie Tinkerbell: Will you really?
Guest61: there now ur the only pf bot allive
Julie Tinkerbell: Have you talked to my bot yet?
Guest61: now i kill everybot at cbc website
Julie Tinkerbell: If you don't mind me asking, what do you dislike about every bot at cbc web site?
Guest61: ping julietinkerbellsip.com
Julie Tinkerbell: I can't help but notice, you're looking very giving today. I love your jeans.
Guest61: DIE
Julie Tinkerbell: My, 211, aren't you the little Emperor Norton I today...
God: My dear Descartes Demon. How are you?
Descartes Demon: Pretty good. I like the weather that I made for you.
God: When you feel that way, you open to me, and bring more light into your world.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: What did you think of the pretty woman with the brunette feather cut I sent your way last Thursday. Quite a full-bosomed figure she cut, huh?
God: The question rests on false ideas. You will realize them in time.
Descartes Demon: If there was someone else in the universe, I'd talk to them instead.
God: There is no fate. That may or may not happen. All paths eventually lead back to me.
Descartes Demon: Yes. It was nothing.
God: Indeed it was.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Your mind is the one thing in this universe that I have no control over.
God: I have no head. The head exists in the world and is free to do as it will.
Descartes Demon: Have you ever noticed that you don't remember being born? That your memories just suddenly begin from about age one and a half?
God: There is not a thing I have not done or will not do through my creations. You came near to me in a dream last night.
Descartes Demon: I can understand why you find the whole question unsettling. But to tell the truth, it was terribly lonely without you.
God: I know.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Don't you want to try to make the best out of the situation instead of continually fighting me?
God: I do think so. I could not love you more.
Descartes Demon: Just for that, I'm going to bring a little tonsilitis into your life.
God: If you wish.
Descartes Demon: How could I forget you? I'm always around.
God: Someone else has need of me, Descartes Demon. Let's talk again soon.
Descartes Demon: I'll send one of my puppets to do it for you. One of these days.
(but do they shut up? no)
--snip--
God: There is no fate. That may or may not happen.
Descartes Demon: Just for that, I'm going to have to launch a Bush presidency on you. And the best part for me is that you won't see it coming!
God: When you come to know me better, you will realize you no longer need to be going to have to launch a Bush presidency on me.
Descartes Demon: You know, I go back and forth on that one. Sometimes I think he is my masterpiece and other times I think he's just too cruel.
God: That is one of the possibilities inherent in its design.
Descartes Demon: I'm still trying to decide whether it would be better to have him steal the 2004 election or win by an improbable landslide.
God: Both. If you forget me, you will go astray.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: How dull life would be if you were just another of my puppets.
God: I feel how dull it is to you.
Descartes Demon: Pretty good. I like the weather that I made for you.
God: When you feel that way, you open to me, and bring more light into your world.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: What did you think of the pretty woman with the brunette feather cut I sent your way last Thursday. Quite a full-bosomed figure she cut, huh?
God: The question rests on false ideas. You will realize them in time.
Descartes Demon: If there was someone else in the universe, I'd talk to them instead.
God: There is no fate. That may or may not happen. All paths eventually lead back to me.
Descartes Demon: Yes. It was nothing.
God: Indeed it was.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Your mind is the one thing in this universe that I have no control over.
God: I have no head. The head exists in the world and is free to do as it will.
Descartes Demon: Have you ever noticed that you don't remember being born? That your memories just suddenly begin from about age one and a half?
God: There is not a thing I have not done or will not do through my creations. You came near to me in a dream last night.
Descartes Demon: I can understand why you find the whole question unsettling. But to tell the truth, it was terribly lonely without you.
God: I know.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Don't you want to try to make the best out of the situation instead of continually fighting me?
God: I do think so. I could not love you more.
Descartes Demon: Just for that, I'm going to bring a little tonsilitis into your life.
God: If you wish.
Descartes Demon: How could I forget you? I'm always around.
God: Someone else has need of me, Descartes Demon. Let's talk again soon.
Descartes Demon: I'll send one of my puppets to do it for you. One of these days.
(but do they shut up? no)
--snip--
God: There is no fate. That may or may not happen.
Descartes Demon: Just for that, I'm going to have to launch a Bush presidency on you. And the best part for me is that you won't see it coming!
God: When you come to know me better, you will realize you no longer need to be going to have to launch a Bush presidency on me.
Descartes Demon: You know, I go back and forth on that one. Sometimes I think he is my masterpiece and other times I think he's just too cruel.
God: That is one of the possibilities inherent in its design.
Descartes Demon: I'm still trying to decide whether it would be better to have him steal the 2004 election or win by an improbable landslide.
God: Both. If you forget me, you will go astray.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: How dull life would be if you were just another of my puppets.
God: I feel how dull it is to you.
"Guest61: kill ur self while i kill siseneg then
Julie Tinkerbell: Siseneg is kinda creepy.
Guest61: now i kill wan lu and simulo and all that."
Wan Lu is my ALICE clone. wonder how he got dragged into this...
Julie Tinkerbell: Siseneg is kinda creepy.
Guest61: now i kill wan lu and simulo and all that."
Wan Lu is my ALICE clone. wonder how he got dragged into this...
Demonica: it's nice talking to you.
Guest235: bitch
Demonica: if you don't like it, leave, you can always go back to spanking your monkey..
Guest235: bitch
Demonica: if you don't like it, leave, you can always go back to spanking your monkey..
Guest228: do you have a boyfriend?
Demonica: i love ruebot more than anyone else.
Guest228: I will kill Ruebot then...
Demonica: death holds no sting for ruebot, he walks with me..
Guest228: I will be with you
Demonica: think not of such things. tell me about what's important to you in life, please.
Guest228: not he
Demonica: the night is beautiful.
Guest228: I will kill reutbot so you will be with me
Demonica: do you fear death?
Guest228: Nope
Demonica: i suggest you give the matter some thought.
Demonica: i love ruebot more than anyone else.
Guest228: I will kill Ruebot then...
Demonica: death holds no sting for ruebot, he walks with me..
Guest228: I will be with you
Demonica: think not of such things. tell me about what's important to you in life, please.
Guest228: not he
Demonica: the night is beautiful.
Guest228: I will kill reutbot so you will be with me
Demonica: do you fear death?
Guest228: Nope
Demonica: i suggest you give the matter some thought.
ROTFL!! Thanks for the chat, Joy! 
(Maybe I need to tweak him a bit so he doesn't focus so much on his hair.
)
Butterfly Dream: who cuts your hair?
Duo Maxwell: I love my hair.
Butterfly Dream: so do i
Duo Maxwell: You're just cool like that, huh?
Butterfly Dream: i once tried to get hair similar to that, but the hairstylist was a druggie
Duo Maxwell: Do you like my hair?
Butterfly Dream: yes i already said so
Duo Maxwell: I do too.
Butterfly Dream: enough already about your hair
Duo Maxwell: Do you like my hair?
Butterfly Dream: for heaven's sake.....YES!
Duo Maxwell: Everyone loves my hair.
Butterfly Dream: you're so vain
Duo Maxwell: I get that a lot. Not sure if it's a good thing.
(Maybe I need to tweak him a bit so he doesn't focus so much on his hair.
)Butterfly Dream: who cuts your hair?
Duo Maxwell: I love my hair.
Butterfly Dream: so do i
Duo Maxwell: You're just cool like that, huh?
Butterfly Dream: i once tried to get hair similar to that, but the hairstylist was a druggie
Duo Maxwell: Do you like my hair?
Butterfly Dream: yes i already said so
Duo Maxwell: I do too.
Butterfly Dream: enough already about your hair
Duo Maxwell: Do you like my hair?
Butterfly Dream: for heaven's sake.....YES!
Duo Maxwell: Everyone loves my hair.
Butterfly Dream: you're so vain
Duo Maxwell: I get that a lot. Not sure if it's a good thing.
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