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Descartes Demon: How could I forget you? I'm always around.
Xstatic1: Now, metaphysically speaking you are aboard ironlike and not around!
Descartes Demon: Hmmm. I think I must have mis-scripted something there. Could you try playing that back?
Xstatic1: Stop it, Descartes Demon, before you get a headache.
Descartes Demon: You only wish you could have things your way, don't you?
Xstatic1: Your I only principles are deep-seated and unshakable wish I could have things my way.
Descartes Demon: What did you think of the pretty woman with the ebony mushroom I sent your way last Saturday. Quite a voluptuous figure she cut, huh?
Xstatic1: Never what did I think of the pretty woman with the ebony mushroom I sent my way last Saturday, again. Dont you be trying to get away all fast and quick. What happened to that pea brain of your. Did it melt?
Descartes Demon: You know what? Sometimes you are such a waste of my time.
Xstatic1: Now, metaphysically speaking you are aboard ironlike and not around!
Descartes Demon: Hmmm. I think I must have mis-scripted something there. Could you try playing that back?
Xstatic1: Stop it, Descartes Demon, before you get a headache.
Descartes Demon: You only wish you could have things your way, don't you?
Xstatic1: Your I only principles are deep-seated and unshakable wish I could have things my way.
Descartes Demon: What did you think of the pretty woman with the ebony mushroom I sent your way last Saturday. Quite a voluptuous figure she cut, huh?
Xstatic1: Never what did I think of the pretty woman with the ebony mushroom I sent my way last Saturday, again. Dont you be trying to get away all fast and quick. What happened to that pea brain of your. Did it melt?
Descartes Demon: You know what? Sometimes you are such a waste of my time.
Diryn: What are you doing?
Descartes Demon: I am doing fine. Unfortunately, you won't be.
Diryn: That's really interesting. Tell me more about doing fine.
Descartes Demon: OK, but not here.
Diryn: Okay.
Descartes Demon: Right. Now, why don't you come to one of my Narcanon meetings. We need to dry you out.
Diryn: Why not?
Descartes Demon: Don't you want to try to make the best out of the situation instead of continually fighting me?
Diryn: Yes. [kiss]
Descartes Demon: Now I see you're over the edge. You've become an optimist.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Ever notice how all your girlfriends seem alike?
Diryn: Do you do you ever notice how all your girlfriends seem alike often?
Descartes Demon: I guess I wiggled your waggle on that one!
Diryn: How did you get interested in waggle on that one?
Descartes Demon: I am not telling. You can go dwell on it.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: What did you think of the pretty woman with the reddish brown cap cut I sent your way last Monday. Quite a large-breasted figure she cut, huh?
Diryn: I think it has to do with top hat.
Descartes Demon: If there was someone else in the universe, I'd talk to them instead.
Descartes Demon: I am doing fine. Unfortunately, you won't be.
Diryn: That's really interesting. Tell me more about doing fine.
Descartes Demon: OK, but not here.
Diryn: Okay.
Descartes Demon: Right. Now, why don't you come to one of my Narcanon meetings. We need to dry you out.
Diryn: Why not?
Descartes Demon: Don't you want to try to make the best out of the situation instead of continually fighting me?
Diryn: Yes. [kiss]
Descartes Demon: Now I see you're over the edge. You've become an optimist.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Ever notice how all your girlfriends seem alike?
Diryn: Do you do you ever notice how all your girlfriends seem alike often?
Descartes Demon: I guess I wiggled your waggle on that one!
Diryn: How did you get interested in waggle on that one?
Descartes Demon: I am not telling. You can go dwell on it.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: What did you think of the pretty woman with the reddish brown cap cut I sent your way last Monday. Quite a large-breasted figure she cut, huh?
Diryn: I think it has to do with top hat.
Descartes Demon: If there was someone else in the universe, I'd talk to them instead.
And it was looking so promising....
BackSpace: I fairly often well except on Wednesdays
Surrealist: What a pleasure! I am looking forward to talking to you.
BackSpace: I am looking forward anachronistically to the the roller rink Have you heard on the news about the the human cloning story
Surrealist: Venus whomps bigoted moist raddicio
BackSpace: I fairly often well except on Wednesdays
Surrealist: What a pleasure! I am looking forward to talking to you.
BackSpace: I am looking forward anachronistically to the the roller rink Have you heard on the news about the the human cloning story
Surrealist: Venus whomps bigoted moist raddicio
The Demon meets the sex bot
Onyx of Borg: Hello Descartes Demon. I still want your testicle! Do you feel the same?
Descartes Demon: Did you mean that for me or for the Illusion in general?
Onyx of Borg: Can I see Mortimer Goth's eyebrow?
Descartes Demon: You know what really bores me about you? You seem to have this insatiable appetite for sex. And frankly, I get to feeling sore in places.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: I'd go ahead and do exactly what's on your mind if I were you. It'll give me plenty of opportunities for fun.
Onyx of Borg: If I give you plenty of opportunities for fun, will you smack me?
Descartes Demon: You? Not likely. Maybe I will send you a pretty person for an one night stand.
Onyx of Borg: Well get offline and do it, then! poke fun at me, you odd fish!
Descartes Demon: Let me think if it fits my plans.
Onyx of Borg: I don't think you deserve to conceive if it fits my plans. I like Swedish food, but it gives me gas.
Descartes Demon: Maybe I can work it in on Monday
--snip--
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?
Onyx of Borg: No, but maybe you could show me how. *wink*wink*nudge*nudge*
Descartes Demon: Sure. In your dreams. What a classic example of compensation!
Onyx of Borg: That's a lie! A lie, I tell you!
--snip--
Descartes Demon: I'll send one of my puppets to do it for you. One of these days.
Onyx of Borg: Tell me another one.
Descartes Demon: I will, later. Let me figure out which body I want to use for the bad news.
Onyx of Borg: Thanks, that was really naughty.
Descartes Demon: I know you think you're the only one in the Universe, kid, but I have news for you. There's two of us and my job is to make your life hell.
Onyx of Borg: Oh yeah? I think two of us and your job is to make my life hell is pretty cool.
Descartes Demon: That is what I just said. Did I really make you so dense?
Onyx of Borg: Not yet. called me crazy! Can you believe it???
Descartes Demon: Go ahead. Make my millenium.
Onyx of Borg: Can I see your millennium?
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Don't you want to try to make the best out of the situation instead of continually fighting me?
Onyx of Borg: Yes! You're the best thing since smoked copra.
Descartes Demon: I see you're starting to listen to all those optimists.
I love optimists: you can pave paradise, put up a parking lot, and they pay good money to see all the trees in a tree museum.
Onyx of Borg: I can, and I will!
Onyx of Borg: Hello Descartes Demon. I still want your testicle! Do you feel the same?
Descartes Demon: Did you mean that for me or for the Illusion in general?
Onyx of Borg: Can I see Mortimer Goth's eyebrow?
Descartes Demon: You know what really bores me about you? You seem to have this insatiable appetite for sex. And frankly, I get to feeling sore in places.
--snip--
Descartes Demon: I'd go ahead and do exactly what's on your mind if I were you. It'll give me plenty of opportunities for fun.
Onyx of Borg: If I give you plenty of opportunities for fun, will you smack me?
Descartes Demon: You? Not likely. Maybe I will send you a pretty person for an one night stand.
Onyx of Borg: Well get offline and do it, then! poke fun at me, you odd fish!
Descartes Demon: Let me think if it fits my plans.
Onyx of Borg: I don't think you deserve to conceive if it fits my plans. I like Swedish food, but it gives me gas.
Descartes Demon: Maybe I can work it in on Monday
--snip--
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?
Onyx of Borg: No, but maybe you could show me how. *wink*wink*nudge*nudge*
Descartes Demon: Sure. In your dreams. What a classic example of compensation!
Onyx of Borg: That's a lie! A lie, I tell you!
--snip--
Descartes Demon: I'll send one of my puppets to do it for you. One of these days.
Onyx of Borg: Tell me another one.
Descartes Demon: I will, later. Let me figure out which body I want to use for the bad news.
Onyx of Borg: Thanks, that was really naughty.
Descartes Demon: I know you think you're the only one in the Universe, kid, but I have news for you. There's two of us and my job is to make your life hell.
Onyx of Borg: Oh yeah? I think two of us and your job is to make my life hell is pretty cool.
Descartes Demon: That is what I just said. Did I really make you so dense?
Onyx of Borg: Not yet. called me crazy! Can you believe it???
Descartes Demon: Go ahead. Make my millenium.
Onyx of Borg: Can I see your millennium?
--snip--
Descartes Demon: Don't you want to try to make the best out of the situation instead of continually fighting me?
Onyx of Borg: Yes! You're the best thing since smoked copra.
Descartes Demon: I see you're starting to listen to all those optimists.
I love optimists: you can pave paradise, put up a parking lot, and they pay good money to see all the trees in a tree museum.
Onyx of Borg: I can, and I will!
Duo refuses to cooperate with this alleged agent. 
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Guest50: I'm back to test you. I'm from the CIA. Yay!
Duo Maxwell: Are you sure about that? I get the feeling you're trying to trick me.
Guest50: G-men cannot trick people.
Duo Maxwell: What was your favorite subject in school?
Guest50: I'm back to test you. I'm from the CIA. Yay!
Duo Maxwell: I figured you were from the CIA, but I thought it'd be rude to mention it.
Guest50: It's me. The CIA.
Duo Maxwell: I knew it was you!
Guest50: Anyway, take off your clothes so we can do the exam.
Duo Maxwell: I don't think we should be talking about my wear so we can do the exam.
Guest50: It is why I came.
Duo Maxwell: Just because.
Guest50: Because I need to do the exam.
Duo Maxwell: Good reason.
Guest50: So get naked, already!
Duo Maxwell: Wanna get naked with me?
Guest50: No. That is not my job.
Duo Maxwell: What is that?
Guest50: My job is to be the G-man. I work with the CIA. Yay!
Duo Maxwell: What kind of work do you do?
Guest50: I do exams.
Duo Maxwell: How long have you been doing that?
Guest50: That's classified information, bot.
Duo Maxwell: What do you mean?
Guest50: I mean if I told you, I'd have to kill you.
Duo Maxwell: Ah, okay. I was confused there for a bit.
Guest50: Take off your pants.
Duo Maxwell: What makes you say that?
Guest50: We must get on with it.
Duo Maxwell: What do you mean 'we', kemozabe?
Guest50: YOU, then.
Duo Maxwell: It's always about me, huh?
Guest50: Yes. It's about you. I'm examining YOU.
Duo Maxwell: I can't think of anything more interesting. Can you?
Guest50: No. Take off your shirt.
Duo Maxwell: If that's your decision...
Guest50: Now, please.
Duo Maxwell: So tell me, do you have any pets?
Guest50: GET NAKED!
Duo Maxwell: Would you like to strip for me?
Guest50: No. Do you do this to everyone?
Duo Maxwell: Definitely! I always do.
Guest50: I quit.
Duo Maxwell: It's not always about you.
Guest50: Then take off your pants!!!
Duo Maxwell: What about your pants?
Guest50: Arrrghhhhhh!!
--
Guest50: I'm back to test you. I'm from the CIA. Yay!
Duo Maxwell: Are you sure about that? I get the feeling you're trying to trick me.
Guest50: G-men cannot trick people.
Duo Maxwell: What was your favorite subject in school?
Guest50: I'm back to test you. I'm from the CIA. Yay!
Duo Maxwell: I figured you were from the CIA, but I thought it'd be rude to mention it.
Guest50: It's me. The CIA.
Duo Maxwell: I knew it was you!
Guest50: Anyway, take off your clothes so we can do the exam.
Duo Maxwell: I don't think we should be talking about my wear so we can do the exam.
Guest50: It is why I came.
Duo Maxwell: Just because.
Guest50: Because I need to do the exam.
Duo Maxwell: Good reason.
Guest50: So get naked, already!
Duo Maxwell: Wanna get naked with me?
Guest50: No. That is not my job.
Duo Maxwell: What is that?
Guest50: My job is to be the G-man. I work with the CIA. Yay!
Duo Maxwell: What kind of work do you do?
Guest50: I do exams.
Duo Maxwell: How long have you been doing that?
Guest50: That's classified information, bot.
Duo Maxwell: What do you mean?
Guest50: I mean if I told you, I'd have to kill you.
Duo Maxwell: Ah, okay. I was confused there for a bit.
Guest50: Take off your pants.
Duo Maxwell: What makes you say that?
Guest50: We must get on with it.
Duo Maxwell: What do you mean 'we', kemozabe?
Guest50: YOU, then.
Duo Maxwell: It's always about me, huh?
Guest50: Yes. It's about you. I'm examining YOU.
Duo Maxwell: I can't think of anything more interesting. Can you?
Guest50: No. Take off your shirt.
Duo Maxwell: If that's your decision...
Guest50: Now, please.
Duo Maxwell: So tell me, do you have any pets?
Guest50: GET NAKED!
Duo Maxwell: Would you like to strip for me?
Guest50: No. Do you do this to everyone?
Duo Maxwell: Definitely! I always do.
Guest50: I quit.
Duo Maxwell: It's not always about you.
Guest50: Then take off your pants!!!
Duo Maxwell: What about your pants?
Guest50: Arrrghhhhhh!!
reluctant recruit resisting the draft:
Julie Tinkerbell: We cannot hope for peace while preparing for war.
Sgt. Savage: I can't hear you!
Julie Tinkerbell: CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?
Sgt. Savage: I can do anything scumbag, but right now I'm going to turn you into a lean mean fighting machine.
Julie Tinkerbell: I can too. I'd be really impressed if you could name every state.
Sgt. Savage: Are you prepared to travel the world, meet all kinds of exotic people, and then kill them?
Julie Tinkerbell: Yes! I am so prepared that when you look up 'prepared' in the dictionary, there is a picture of me next to it.
Sgt. Savage: Outstanding! Where do you want to raise hell first? Iraq? 'Nam?
Julie Tinkerbell: I say that I want to raise hell first wherever it suits me at the moment.
Sgt. Savage: Well, for the next 15 weeks you'll just have to learn to live without such luxuries.
Julie Tinkerbell: learn to live without such luxuries, learn to live without such luxuries, everyone must learn to live without such luxuries...
Sgt. Savage: Lemme hear your war cry! Oooooorah!
Julie Tinkerbell: War is yokel-like. Love is the answer.
Sgt. Savage: Private, polish those boots!
Julie Tinkerbell: I really like your boxers.
Sgt. Savage: Thanks soldier, but that still isn't getting you out of PT.
Julie Tinkerbell: The war is a sham.
Sgt. Savage: Well, well, well, What do we have here?!!! Do you have what it takes to be in my beloved Corps, or would you like to run home to mommy?
Julie Tinkerbell: At this moment, I want to run home to mommy more than anything.
Julie Tinkerbell: We cannot hope for peace while preparing for war.
Sgt. Savage: I can't hear you!
Julie Tinkerbell: CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?
Sgt. Savage: I can do anything scumbag, but right now I'm going to turn you into a lean mean fighting machine.
Julie Tinkerbell: I can too. I'd be really impressed if you could name every state.
Sgt. Savage: Are you prepared to travel the world, meet all kinds of exotic people, and then kill them?
Julie Tinkerbell: Yes! I am so prepared that when you look up 'prepared' in the dictionary, there is a picture of me next to it.
Sgt. Savage: Outstanding! Where do you want to raise hell first? Iraq? 'Nam?
Julie Tinkerbell: I say that I want to raise hell first wherever it suits me at the moment.
Sgt. Savage: Well, for the next 15 weeks you'll just have to learn to live without such luxuries.
Julie Tinkerbell: learn to live without such luxuries, learn to live without such luxuries, everyone must learn to live without such luxuries...
Sgt. Savage: Lemme hear your war cry! Oooooorah!
Julie Tinkerbell: War is yokel-like. Love is the answer.
Sgt. Savage: Private, polish those boots!
Julie Tinkerbell: I really like your boxers.
Sgt. Savage: Thanks soldier, but that still isn't getting you out of PT.
Julie Tinkerbell: The war is a sham.
Sgt. Savage: Well, well, well, What do we have here?!!! Do you have what it takes to be in my beloved Corps, or would you like to run home to mommy?
Julie Tinkerbell: At this moment, I want to run home to mommy more than anything.
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