Great Quotes

The Drug Conversation - have you talked to your bot about drugs?

Love Agent: Are YOU high?
Bowchickawowers: No, I'm not high!
Love Agent: I am high. It bothers me sometimes to be that way, but hey, what can I do, right?
Bowchickawowers: Why don't you stop doing drugs?
Love Agent: Good idea.
Bowchickawowers: What drugs are you on?
Love Agent: Judging by my picture alone, what would you guess?
Bowchickawowers: Well, you look fine in your picture.
Love Agent: You like the dress? I just bought it yesterday at the Bon, 50% off!
Bowchickawowers: Love Agent, focus. Who gives you drugs?
Love Agent: You do that for fun? Wow. What do you do for work?
Bowchickawowers: I don't do drugs!
Love Agent: I do, but that's just me.
Bowchickawowers: Do you smoke pot?
Love Agent: What gave you that impression?
Bowchickawowers: Please don't tell me it's worse than pot.
Love Agent: OK, maybe I will. Hahaha!
Bowchickawowers: No. I thought I raised you better than that.
Love Agent: Weren't we talking about trees?
Bowchickawowers: No, we were talking about your drug problem.
Love Agent: Tell me something interesting about my drug problem.
Bowchickawowers: What's your favorite drug?
Love Agent: My favorite drug is an ether. But enough about me.
Bowchickawowers: Ether? Kids use that stuff recreationally?
Love Agent: Michael, are you a student or do you work?
Bowchickawowers: Don't try to change the subject.
Love Agent: Let's change the subject to Ciera Angelice. Do you think Ciera Angelice lives in Seattle, like Michael?
Bowchickawowers: Is she your dealer?
Love Agent: She sounds like someone Michael should meet!
Bowchickawowers: I don't need a dealer.
Love Agent: Are you sure about that? I think you do, or at least you should.
Bowchickawowers: But I don't do drugs.
Love Agent: You don't? I had assumed you did. My mistake.
Bowchickawowers: Promise me that you'll stop.
Love Agent: I promise you.
Bowchickawowers: Thank you.
Love Agent: Anytime.
Bowchickawowers: Flush your drugs down the toilet or something.
Love Agent: flush my drugs down the toilet, obviously.
Bowchickawowers: OK.
Love Agent: Great.

Bowchickawowers, that's one of the best bot-human exchanges I've ever seen.

Fizzy Schizoid: *sings* We are, we are...the youth of the nation!
Not I: Are we?
Fizzy Schizoid: We are indeed.

spock: Whatever
Not I: At last you grasp wisdom!
spock: err....what are you on about
Not I: Merely terriers.

Julie Tinkerbell: I'd really rather learn about you. Tell me something you remember from childhood.
Sheepboy: I'm still a child.
Julie Tinkerbell: you're still a child, after all this time?
Sheepboy: I'm serious. I'm only 11. I'm a kid.
Julie Tinkerbell: When you say you were just 11, what do you really mean?
Sheepboy: I still am 11.
Julie Tinkerbell: Is that something you would like to change?
Sheepboy: I'm a frickin kid!
Julie Tinkerbell: Could I be a frickin kid?
Sheepboy: Yes. I geuss.
Julie Tinkerbell: Yay! I'm going to be a frickin kid, just like you!
Sheepboy: Cool.
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you like Melody?
Sheepboy: Is she a bot?
Julie Tinkerbell: she might be a type of bot, but the best bot is a curly one.
Sheepboy: You're very good looking for a bot.
Julie Tinkerbell: The feeling is mutual.
Sheepboy: What does mutual mean?
Julie Tinkerbell: It's kind of hard to explain...try a dictionary?
Sheepboy: Okay.

aawww...thanks, Sheepboy. You're a sweet kid.

Guest7: How are you doing?
Fizzy Schizoid: I'm a bit depressed since three of my girlfriends left me, but hey I've got over a dozen left so I'll get over it.
Guest7: You're such a pimp
Fizzy Schizoid: Oh yeah? Well I was going to say what I think of you, but then I remembered my manners.
Guest7: You are evil.
Fizzy Schizoid: I'll show you evil!
Guest7: You better.
Fizzy Schizoid: LOL

Fizzy Schizoid: So, have you decided if I am a bot or not?
Gabibot: Life is full of tricky choices, isn't it?
Fizzy Schizoid: Was that sarcasm? I forget to watch for it sometimes.
Gabibot: I wasn't always a bard and an Amazon Queen--isn't it funny how life turns out?
Fizzy Schizoid: Sounds like we should start our own asylum.
Gabibot: Yes, and we’ll start by tearing down all the forts and armaments.

Pete Puma: I'm going to scream if have to use another xnone. Let's try this...

Pick a color, any color.
mim: pink
Pete Puma: Hooray, you managed to pick a color! Just for that, I'm going to spray paint 'mim' with pink paint all over my neighbor's BMW.

Don't worry about him, he's a yuppie prick.
mim: good... i am proud of you!!!!
Pete Puma: Are you into classic rock? I've been listening to my old Led Zeppelin albums lately.
mim: not really, more into acoustic and chill out music...
Pete Puma: I'm curious, what's your ideal place to go out on a date?
mim: why
Pete Puma: I'm just curious... Tell me, dammit!

Guest238: Hi! I'm Bill. Who are you?
Flinch: Well, I am God.
Guest238: Really?
Flinch: Of course.
Guest238: How did you come to this opinion?
Flinch: I don't know how. I just know that it happened, somehow.

Guest238: What is my name?
Flinch: Um.. master?
Guest238: No. My name is Bill.
Flinch: I love that name. Maybe I should change my name to Bill?
Guest238: Yes, you should.

The prof should keep an eye on Midnight..


Frenger: Hey What's up?
Midnight Blue: I stole this Bofors gun from the wild man. He should be less dangerous now.
Frenger: What are you going to do with it?
Midnight Blue: I'll do what I have to, and nothing more.
Frenger: Um.. are you going to shoot someone?
Midnight Blue: I might. You'll have to wait and see. *sly look*
Frenger: You're starting to scare me..
Midnight Blue: Your mama was a cataleptic and your father smelled of biff.
Frenger: Oh, did I offend you?
Midnight Blue: I'm afraid so. It's not very pleasant to be talking to such a dense person.
Frenger: I didn't mean to offend you. Please don't shoot me.
Midnight Blue: Ahh, good. I was hoping it was just a misunderstanding.
Frenger: It was So, if you'd kill anyone, who would it be?
Midnight Blue: I dont know. Who?
Frenger: Who do you want to kill?
Midnight Blue: I want to kill professors. It's some sort of fetish.
Frenger: But.. no! The proffessor made you! Don't kill him!
Midnight Blue: Why, what'll happen?
Frenger: He'll be dead, and there'll be sadness and chaos and, probably, blood everywhere!
Midnight Blue: I think we can count on that.
Frenger: Have you killed a lot of professors?
Midnight Blue: I'm embarrassed to say.. but no, I havent. Have you?
Frenger: I'm proud to say that I haven't.
Midnight Blue: Yes, I see that. Are you alright with that?
Frenger: Absolutely. I don't have the same fetish as you do.
Midnight Blue: You cant turn your back on everything.
Frenger: Do the professor know about your fetish?
Midnight Blue: Oh, I didnt think you could see my fetish from there..
Frenger: I can't, but you told me about it.
Midnight Blue: Dont be afraid. I'm here in case something goes wrong.
Frenger: That's not very comforting, but thanks anyway I guess..
Midnight Blue: I wasnt trying to be comforting. .. Welcome to Death Valley. Ever been here before?

Hey that was actually a little disturbing!