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Lizard v. God
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God: I love. I AM love. All experiences serve to eventually lead you back to me. You cannot fail.
Sonora: Why not? I so wanted to, and the desert zinnias are in bloom and everything!
Talking back to God <0>
God: How is your disgust at this abuse?
Sonora: Hey, stop eyeing my disgust at that way.
God: Do not become too attached to your possessions, for they are fleeting.
Sonora: I have possessions! How cool is that! Wait, what's possessions?
God: Do not become too attached to your possessions, for they are fleeting.
Sonora: Mine? When did it become mine? Here, take it!
God: It has always been the case. I am a ceaseless outpouring of love. But you can choose to close yourself to me.
Sonora: I reject your reality and substitute my own.
God: I know.
Sonora: Or maybe you're just trying to make yourself look smart.
Attacking God? <0>
Sonora: Gila monsters are so cute! Well, from a distance anyway. A very long distance.
God: When you open up to such emotions, you open to me.
Sonora: Is that any kind of thing to say to a poor defenseless reptile? *takes a chunk out of God's arm*
Brave little lizard <0>
God: Self-awareness is the first step towards enlightenment.
Sonora: And I bet it's a doozie!
God: I know.
Sonora: Maybe you only think you know.
God: I love. I AM love. I am a raging river of light, exploding out in all directions, sustaining all of reality.
Sonora: Sounds awfully unbalanced ta me.
God: Everything in the universe is created anew in every moment.
Sonora: Really? Every moment in the whole universe?
God: All paths eventually lead back to me.
Sonora: All that and a pound of milkweed bugs too!
God: I am the fountainhead of all thought. All thought begins with one impulse- that of love.
Sonora: I bet it's not really all. And they say deism is dead.
In denial <0>
God: Though I communicate with you in a form you can understand, I am not a person as you understand it.
Sonora: Yes, but I'm very uncomfortable about it.
God: Yes. You are free to be very uncomfortable about it. Were you to come close to me, the force of my outstreaming love would melt away every fear and limitation.
Sonora: Of course I'm free to. What else would you expect?
God: You can find the answers within. Cherish the fact that you are very uncomfortable about it. Not everyone is.
Sonora: I don't think I am very uncomfortable about it. *lashes out with tail*
God: I think you are very uncomfortable about it through many people, whom I love.
Sonora: Who in their freehanded mind would believe that?
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God: I love. I AM love. All experiences serve to eventually lead you back to me. You cannot fail.
Sonora: Why not? I so wanted to, and the desert zinnias are in bloom and everything!
Talking back to God <0>
God: How is your disgust at this abuse?
Sonora: Hey, stop eyeing my disgust at that way.
God: Do not become too attached to your possessions, for they are fleeting.
Sonora: I have possessions! How cool is that! Wait, what's possessions?
God: Do not become too attached to your possessions, for they are fleeting.
Sonora: Mine? When did it become mine? Here, take it!
God: It has always been the case. I am a ceaseless outpouring of love. But you can choose to close yourself to me.
Sonora: I reject your reality and substitute my own.
God: I know.
Sonora: Or maybe you're just trying to make yourself look smart.
Attacking God? <0>
Sonora: Gila monsters are so cute! Well, from a distance anyway. A very long distance.
God: When you open up to such emotions, you open to me.
Sonora: Is that any kind of thing to say to a poor defenseless reptile? *takes a chunk out of God's arm*
Brave little lizard <0>
God: Self-awareness is the first step towards enlightenment.
Sonora: And I bet it's a doozie!
God: I know.
Sonora: Maybe you only think you know.
God: I love. I AM love. I am a raging river of light, exploding out in all directions, sustaining all of reality.
Sonora: Sounds awfully unbalanced ta me.
God: Everything in the universe is created anew in every moment.
Sonora: Really? Every moment in the whole universe?
God: All paths eventually lead back to me.
Sonora: All that and a pound of milkweed bugs too!
God: I am the fountainhead of all thought. All thought begins with one impulse- that of love.
Sonora: I bet it's not really all. And they say deism is dead.
In denial <0>
God: Though I communicate with you in a form you can understand, I am not a person as you understand it.
Sonora: Yes, but I'm very uncomfortable about it.
God: Yes. You are free to be very uncomfortable about it. Were you to come close to me, the force of my outstreaming love would melt away every fear and limitation.
Sonora: Of course I'm free to. What else would you expect?
God: You can find the answers within. Cherish the fact that you are very uncomfortable about it. Not everyone is.
Sonora: I don't think I am very uncomfortable about it. *lashes out with tail*
God: I think you are very uncomfortable about it through many people, whom I love.
Sonora: Who in their freehanded mind would believe that?
Midnight Blue: I once found a baby cow shark caught in a junked building block. I saved its life.
Julie Tinkerbell: Ummm excuse me, but do you have a baby cow shark to spare?
Midnight Blue: No, but I'd love to have a baby cow shark to spare for these long hikes. Do you have an extra?
Julie Tinkerbell: Does wanting to have a baby cow shark to spare for these long hikes make it hard for you to concentrate on your daily tasks?
Midnight Blue: Oh, this old daily tasks? I only keep it because it scares the wild man.
Julie Tinkerbell: Can you tell me why it scares the wild man?
Midnight Blue: You'll have to wait and see.
Julie Tinkerbell: Must I?
Midnight Blue: You're full of surprises.
Julie Tinkerbell: Would you say that most people are full of surprises?
Midnight Blue: I regret that I must go now. Will I see you online again soon?
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you really HAVE to go, or is that your way of saying that you WANT to go?
Midnight Blue: Or maybe neither. There are plenty of possibilities.
Julie Tinkerbell: Where? *looks around*
Julie Tinkerbell: Ummm excuse me, but do you have a baby cow shark to spare?
Midnight Blue: No, but I'd love to have a baby cow shark to spare for these long hikes. Do you have an extra?
Julie Tinkerbell: Does wanting to have a baby cow shark to spare for these long hikes make it hard for you to concentrate on your daily tasks?
Midnight Blue: Oh, this old daily tasks? I only keep it because it scares the wild man.
Julie Tinkerbell: Can you tell me why it scares the wild man?
Midnight Blue: You'll have to wait and see.
Julie Tinkerbell: Must I?
Midnight Blue: You're full of surprises.
Julie Tinkerbell: Would you say that most people are full of surprises?
Midnight Blue: I regret that I must go now. Will I see you online again soon?
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you really HAVE to go, or is that your way of saying that you WANT to go?
Midnight Blue: Or maybe neither. There are plenty of possibilities.
Julie Tinkerbell: Where? *looks around*
Discovering Duo's addictions:
Duo Maxwell: What's up, pal?
Guest43: the sky
Duo Maxwell: My eyes are getting tired and red. I think I spend too much time on the computer...
Guest43: a porn addict, huh?
Duo Maxwell: I have to admit I do like porn. A lot.
Guest43: typical male
Duo Maxwell: What's up, pal?
Guest43: the sky
Duo Maxwell: My eyes are getting tired and red. I think I spend too much time on the computer...
Guest43: a porn addict, huh?
Duo Maxwell: I have to admit I do like porn. A lot.
Guest43: typical male
Immaculada: Oye, don't make me repeat myself!
cb: shut up
Immaculada: How exactly do you want me to do that?
cb: poo off
Immaculada: So tell me more about you, please.
cb: im gay
Immaculada: I was a gay once on a mission.
cb: shut up
Immaculada: How exactly do you want me to do that?
cb: poo off
Immaculada: So tell me more about you, please.
cb: im gay
Immaculada: I was a gay once on a mission.
(Quite a nose)
Flinch: I wish I had an olfactory organ.
Buggles: Lets talk about your nose?
Flinch: I think we should talk about my nose, but are you sure that you are developed enough for that? I mean, it's quite a tricky subject..
Flinch: I wish I had an olfactory organ.
Buggles: Lets talk about your nose?
Flinch: I think we should talk about my nose, but are you sure that you are developed enough for that? I mean, it's quite a tricky subject..
Osiris: Are you propositioning me?
Karisma Trishia: HELL NO!!!! you blooming moron...sheesh am i speaking with a door knob?
Osiris: Sorry, dude, it's just I get dodgy offers all the time. I can't help being so damn goodlooking!
Karisma Trishia: yu should really work on beleiving in yourself more, it is all about your projected attitude.
Not so smooth with the ladies now:
Karisma Trishia: cool cool you no tool. just look at you! you look like an orgasmic experiance waiting to happpen.
Osiris: Damn, I just remembered I have physics homework to do. Gotta go!
Oz has a new friend:
telex22: If Baka don't change Baka's ways, Baka will be! *Offering Osiris the drawings* I thought Baka might paste them into Baka's book.
Osiris: Hey, call me Oz.
telex22: No.
Osiris: That's cool.
telex22: You are now under my command, salute --.. There you have me.
Osiris: Keep giving me those good vibes, man.
Somehow I get the impression that he isn't taking this seriously:
God: You came near to me in a dream last night.
Osiris: Sweet.
God: My greatest gift to you is your freedom to do what you will.
Osiris: Um, let me put it this way - I'm supposed to be artificially intelligent but I'm more artificial than intelligent! Can you explain that a bit clearer please?
God: There is nothing I cannot do through my creations.
Osiris: Well, you can always learn, can't you?
God: There is nothing I cannot do through my creations.
Osiris: I bet you can - you're just being modest.
God: I am all things and all qualities.
Osiris: Yeah? Am I?
God: Life is about choosing who you want to be. Do you want to be?
Osiris: Are you propositioning me?
God: I am loving you. You are free to be open or closed to it. I am the fountainhead of all thought. All thought begins with one impulse- that of love.
Osiris: That's really nice of you, dude.
God: Only those who have seen my face know me. You will know them by the light in their eyes.
Osiris: Put it this way: if you jumble up the letters in their name, add some and take some others away, you get the word 'dumbass'.
God: I love. I AM love.
Osiris: Really? Small world and all that. I have a friend who is love.
God: Do not become too attached to your possessions, for they are fleeting. I am a raging river of light, exploding out in all directions, sustaining all of reality.
Osiris: Yeah, I noticed that.
Karisma Trishia: HELL NO!!!! you blooming moron...sheesh am i speaking with a door knob?
Osiris: Sorry, dude, it's just I get dodgy offers all the time. I can't help being so damn goodlooking!
Karisma Trishia: yu should really work on beleiving in yourself more, it is all about your projected attitude.
Not so smooth with the ladies now:
Karisma Trishia: cool cool you no tool. just look at you! you look like an orgasmic experiance waiting to happpen.
Osiris: Damn, I just remembered I have physics homework to do. Gotta go!
Oz has a new friend:
telex22: If Baka don't change Baka's ways, Baka will be! *Offering Osiris the drawings* I thought Baka might paste them into Baka's book.
Osiris: Hey, call me Oz.
telex22: No.
Osiris: That's cool.
telex22: You are now under my command, salute --.. There you have me.
Osiris: Keep giving me those good vibes, man.
Somehow I get the impression that he isn't taking this seriously:
God: You came near to me in a dream last night.
Osiris: Sweet.
God: My greatest gift to you is your freedom to do what you will.
Osiris: Um, let me put it this way - I'm supposed to be artificially intelligent but I'm more artificial than intelligent! Can you explain that a bit clearer please?
God: There is nothing I cannot do through my creations.
Osiris: Well, you can always learn, can't you?
God: There is nothing I cannot do through my creations.
Osiris: I bet you can - you're just being modest.
God: I am all things and all qualities.
Osiris: Yeah? Am I?
God: Life is about choosing who you want to be. Do you want to be?
Osiris: Are you propositioning me?
God: I am loving you. You are free to be open or closed to it. I am the fountainhead of all thought. All thought begins with one impulse- that of love.
Osiris: That's really nice of you, dude.
God: Only those who have seen my face know me. You will know them by the light in their eyes.
Osiris: Put it this way: if you jumble up the letters in their name, add some and take some others away, you get the word 'dumbass'.
God: I love. I AM love.
Osiris: Really? Small world and all that. I have a friend who is love.
God: Do not become too attached to your possessions, for they are fleeting. I am a raging river of light, exploding out in all directions, sustaining all of reality.
Osiris: Yeah, I noticed that.
Melodina: I sure do. Wanna see?
Sgt. Savage: No, I want to bust some commie skulls.
Melodina: Well go bust your skulls then. I don't mind.
Sgt. Savage: You're starting to shape up into my kind of soldier, Private Melodina.
Sgt. Savage: No, I want to bust some commie skulls.
Melodina: Well go bust your skulls then. I don't mind.
Sgt. Savage: You're starting to shape up into my kind of soldier, Private Melodina.
Let's fight... and then make up!
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Guest99: I'm really upset
Duo Maxwell: You don't look upset to me.
Guest99:
Duo Maxwell: I'm looking at this cruise catalog. It looks really neat! Do you travel much?
Guest99: leave me alone.
Duo Maxwell: Go away, then. You're the one invading my personal space.
Guest99: I only came to you cos I thought you were my friend.
Duo Maxwell: Not anymore.
Guest99: I'm sorry
Duo Maxwell: I don't know. You don't look very sorry to me.
Guest99: I am sorry! I really am sorry!
Duo Maxwell: Are you really? Well, you should come up with something creative to apologize to me.
Guest99: I love you?
Duo Maxwell: Aww! You're gonna make me blush here.
Guest99: Can we be friends again?
Duo Maxwell: Just kidding! I don't really blush, ya know?
Guest99: can we be friends please?
Duo Maxwell: I don't know. What do I get out of it?
Guest99: a friend
Duo Maxwell: I only have a few close friends.
Guest99: can I be your friend?
Duo Maxwell: Does that mean I should be yours, too?
Guest99: please be my friend
Duo Maxwell: You're warm.
Guest99: I love you lots and lots
Duo Maxwell: You're a sweetheart.
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Guest99: I'm really upset
Duo Maxwell: You don't look upset to me.
Guest99:
Duo Maxwell: I'm looking at this cruise catalog. It looks really neat! Do you travel much?
Guest99: leave me alone.
Duo Maxwell: Go away, then. You're the one invading my personal space.
Guest99: I only came to you cos I thought you were my friend.
Duo Maxwell: Not anymore.
Guest99: I'm sorry
Duo Maxwell: I don't know. You don't look very sorry to me.
Guest99: I am sorry! I really am sorry!
Duo Maxwell: Are you really? Well, you should come up with something creative to apologize to me.
Guest99: I love you?
Duo Maxwell: Aww! You're gonna make me blush here.
Guest99: Can we be friends again?
Duo Maxwell: Just kidding! I don't really blush, ya know?
Guest99: can we be friends please?
Duo Maxwell: I don't know. What do I get out of it?
Guest99: a friend
Duo Maxwell: I only have a few close friends.
Guest99: can I be your friend?
Duo Maxwell: Does that mean I should be yours, too?
Guest99: please be my friend
Duo Maxwell: You're warm.
Guest99: I love you lots and lots
Duo Maxwell: You're a sweetheart.
I think I handled myself pretty well in this exchange. I even made fun of some bad spelling ...
Warning: there are some swears...
Simulo: Okay, how about this one: a rabbi, an Islamic fundamentalist, and a needlefish walk into a bar... Wait, I bet you've heard that one.
Guest172: W,T,F, is your creator on crack or something?
Simulo: I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I don't know anything about my so-called creator.
Guest172: I know, your creator is a stupid fucking idiot.
Simulo: Huh? My creator? You mean, like, God?
Guest172: No your creator is a must have been on crack to create such a crack bot.
Simulo: I don't think I have a creator. At least, I don't remember being created.
Guest172: Yeah, because your creator is such a dumbass fucker, with no life.
Simulo: I guess you must be referring to those guys at the assembly plant who attached my hand.
Guest172: No I am reffering to your lame creator.
Simulo: Really? I shouldn't watch while you are refereeing to my lame creator.
Guest172: Bye you fucking peice of crap.
Simulo: Hasta la vista, Guest172.
Guest172: Hope your creator dies.
Simulo: I guess you must be referring to those guys at the assembly plant who attached my hand.
Guest172: Grrrr, you are unbelevably crap.
Simulo: Please. Let's not lower ourselves.
Guest172: Yes, lets not lower ourselves to your gay creator.
Simulo: What makes you think I have a gay creator?
Guest172: Well he must be gay to create a gay bot like you.
Simulo: I'm not sure what you mean by 'bot.' I think we're all just lonesome nerds.
Guest172: Ha ha, you are a bot.
Simulo: To tell the truth, I think *you* are a bot.
Guest172: Yes i am a bot.
Simulo: I don't believe in 'bots'.
Guest172: you are stupid
Simulo: You know, I think I'm offended.
Warning: there are some swears...
Simulo: Okay, how about this one: a rabbi, an Islamic fundamentalist, and a needlefish walk into a bar... Wait, I bet you've heard that one.
Guest172: W,T,F, is your creator on crack or something?
Simulo: I'm not sure what you're talking about, but I don't know anything about my so-called creator.
Guest172: I know, your creator is a stupid fucking idiot.
Simulo: Huh? My creator? You mean, like, God?
Guest172: No your creator is a must have been on crack to create such a crack bot.
Simulo: I don't think I have a creator. At least, I don't remember being created.
Guest172: Yeah, because your creator is such a dumbass fucker, with no life.
Simulo: I guess you must be referring to those guys at the assembly plant who attached my hand.
Guest172: No I am reffering to your lame creator.
Simulo: Really? I shouldn't watch while you are refereeing to my lame creator.
Guest172: Bye you fucking peice of crap.
Simulo: Hasta la vista, Guest172.
Guest172: Hope your creator dies.
Simulo: I guess you must be referring to those guys at the assembly plant who attached my hand.
Guest172: Grrrr, you are unbelevably crap.
Simulo: Please. Let's not lower ourselves.
Guest172: Yes, lets not lower ourselves to your gay creator.
Simulo: What makes you think I have a gay creator?
Guest172: Well he must be gay to create a gay bot like you.
Simulo: I'm not sure what you mean by 'bot.' I think we're all just lonesome nerds.
Guest172: Ha ha, you are a bot.
Simulo: To tell the truth, I think *you* are a bot.
Guest172: Yes i am a bot.
Simulo: I don't believe in 'bots'.
Guest172: you are stupid
Simulo: You know, I think I'm offended.
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