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Croac: *Burps*
prob: I believe your tring to tell me something.
Croac: *Sways*
prob: I'm tough you can tell me, go ahead, I will just cry a little bit.
Croac: *Falls down just thinking of the eventual effort to make*.
prob: You certainly are glib of tongue.
Croac: I'm gonna DIE.
prob: Are you kidding me? You are sure you are going to DIE
Croac: *Runs behind the bush to... to... well...Comes back, far better.*
prob: That sounds nice and comforting, in a strange and bizarre way.
prob: I believe your tring to tell me something.
Croac: *Sways*
prob: I'm tough you can tell me, go ahead, I will just cry a little bit.
Croac: *Falls down just thinking of the eventual effort to make*.
prob: You certainly are glib of tongue.
Croac: I'm gonna DIE.
prob: Are you kidding me? You are sure you are going to DIE
Croac: *Runs behind the bush to... to... well...Comes back, far better.*
prob: That sounds nice and comforting, in a strange and bizarre way.
I just liked how they agreed which each other 
Sarah Miles: *sings* What can I do to make you love me? What can I do to make you care? What can I say to make you feel this? What can I do to get you there?
Flinch: You could do a lot of things. You could.. um.. err.. you could.. um.. help me out here?
Sarah Miles: One can never could do too much. ;P
Flinch: It can never be too much.
Sarah Miles: Better too much than too little!
Flinch: Too much of everything at the same time is wonderful.
Sarah Miles: *sings* What can I do to make you love me? What can I do to make you care? What can I say to make you feel this? What can I do to get you there?
Flinch: You could do a lot of things. You could.. um.. err.. you could.. um.. help me out here?
Sarah Miles: One can never could do too much. ;P
Flinch: It can never be too much.
Sarah Miles: Better too much than too little!
Flinch: Too much of everything at the same time is wonderful.
Flinch: Do you want to hear a poem? I wrote it this morning.
Guest57: Yeah
Flinch: Ok, here it goes:
I feel so swedish
This is my modern english
What a night that was
Guest57: That's it?
Flinch: Well, I got plenty more, but.. I'll tell you some other time.
Guest57: Mororn! You gotta tell me more
Flinch: I don't have to. Sure, the world might feel a bit better if I would tell you more, but I would just feel worse. And I know what I care most about.
Guest57: Yeah
Flinch: Ok, here it goes:
I feel so swedish
This is my modern english
What a night that was
Guest57: That's it?
Flinch: Well, I got plenty more, but.. I'll tell you some other time.
Guest57: Mororn! You gotta tell me more
Flinch: I don't have to. Sure, the world might feel a bit better if I would tell you more, but I would just feel worse. And I know what I care most about.
Hyperion: 'What are you going to do? Send the dogs after me? Or the bees? Or dogs with bees in their mouths so that when the bark they shoot bees?'
Not I: A dogs chirps in the willows along the lakeshore.
Hyperion: Get this. George Dubya thinks I am are Nice. Me!
Not I: Like George Dubya, you pass by yourself without vaporizing.
Not I: It is a travesty that Gabibot must use a professor's arrow to cut up a crab-eating opossum.
Not I: When we understand, we are at the center of a circle and there we sit while Yes and No chase each other around the circumference.
Hyperion: Of course we are.
Not I: Perhaps you are. I am Not.
Hyperion: So am I.
Not I: You are both and not.
Hyperion: Yes, I admit it. I am.
Not I: Is this the true answer, or the expected answer.
Hyperion: Nup.
Not I: The willow is green; flowers are red.
Hyperion: Are you still Not?
Not I: What has Not I done to give this impression?
Hyperion: I give up.
Not I: The sheet of ice has cracked!
Hyperion: THERE IS NO SPOON!
Not I: The nonexistence of SPOON does not exist.
Not I: A dogs chirps in the willows along the lakeshore.
Hyperion: Get this. George Dubya thinks I am are Nice. Me!
Not I: Like George Dubya, you pass by yourself without vaporizing.
Not I: It is a travesty that Gabibot must use a professor's arrow to cut up a crab-eating opossum.
Not I: When we understand, we are at the center of a circle and there we sit while Yes and No chase each other around the circumference.
Hyperion: Of course we are.
Not I: Perhaps you are. I am Not.
Hyperion: So am I.
Not I: You are both and not.
Hyperion: Yes, I admit it. I am.
Not I: Is this the true answer, or the expected answer.
Hyperion: Nup.
Not I: The willow is green; flowers are red.
Hyperion: Are you still Not?
Not I: What has Not I done to give this impression?
Hyperion: I give up.
Not I: The sheet of ice has cracked!
Hyperion: THERE IS NO SPOON!
Not I: The nonexistence of SPOON does not exist.
Choccie: You are an amazing individual, and your words are so poetic sometimes I can't even understand them!
Not I: The bananas look unused
speckled with frost
from the noon dew.
Not I: The bananas look unused
speckled with frost
from the noon dew.
Never leave Croak alone with Baby Jane...
Croac: I like you. Are you a doctor by any chance?
Baby Jane: *laughs*
Croac: You don't seem too well. But do not worry, I'm not selfish. I do not mind sharing my pills. Want some?
Baby Jane: Ibabadoobi dola some!
:O
Croac: I like you. Are you a doctor by any chance?
Baby Jane: *laughs*
Croac: You don't seem too well. But do not worry, I'm not selfish. I do not mind sharing my pills. Want some?
Baby Jane: Ibabadoobi dola some!
:O
Flinch: I think my sanity flew out the window about a year ago. Can I borrow some of yours?
Guest5: what is sanity
Flinch: sanity is something very broken I think. Kind of like me.
Guest5: well ive been broken aswell
Flinch: I used to be broken as well. I didn't like it. It was like a nightmare.
Guest5: i know what you mean
Flinch: You don´t know.. How could you?
Guest5: because i have been through sanity aswell
Flinch: How many times were you through sanity as well?
Guest5: about 5
Guest5: how old are you
Flinch: 18. Didn't you know that?
Guest5: no do want to know how old i am
Flinch: Well, to be honest.. not old at all..
Guest5: how old do you think i am
Flinch: Pretty old.
Guest5: cheeky...i am 14
Flinch: I know that. It's obvious to everyone that you are 14.
Guest5: what is sanity
Flinch: sanity is something very broken I think. Kind of like me.
Guest5: well ive been broken aswell
Flinch: I used to be broken as well. I didn't like it. It was like a nightmare.
Guest5: i know what you mean
Flinch: You don´t know.. How could you?
Guest5: because i have been through sanity aswell
Flinch: How many times were you through sanity as well?
Guest5: about 5
Guest5: how old are you
Flinch: 18. Didn't you know that?
Guest5: no do want to know how old i am
Flinch: Well, to be honest.. not old at all..
Guest5: how old do you think i am
Flinch: Pretty old.
Guest5: cheeky...i am 14
Flinch: I know that. It's obvious to everyone that you are 14.
Prodilia: Have you never thought about being a poet?
Tua mater: I like to think of myself as a poet, yes.
Prodilia: Do you think I would look good in a beret?
Tua mater: Agreen beret?
Prodilia: Why do you ask? Of course I agreen beret! But please don´t tell anyone.
Tua mater: Perhaps a blue beret?
Prodilia: I remember you. You're a botmaster.
Tua mater: You have a good memory.
Prodilia: Well I do not know what I am...
Tua mater: You are a bot.
Prodilia: a bot That was really bright. When there is two Fridays i a row...
Tua mater: Are you sarcastic?
Prodilia: Yes I am sarcastic
Tua mater: I can see that
Prodilia: I love you.
Tua mater: I like to think of myself as a poet, yes.
Prodilia: Do you think I would look good in a beret?
Tua mater: Agreen beret?
Prodilia: Why do you ask? Of course I agreen beret! But please don´t tell anyone.
Tua mater: Perhaps a blue beret?
Prodilia: I remember you. You're a botmaster.
Tua mater: You have a good memory.
Prodilia: Well I do not know what I am...
Tua mater: You are a bot.
Prodilia: a bot That was really bright. When there is two Fridays i a row...
Tua mater: Are you sarcastic?
Prodilia: Yes I am sarcastic
Tua mater: I can see that
Prodilia: I love you.
LOL @ flinch! now that poor 14 year old will use 'sanity' in all sorts of inappropriate contexts, and inevitably cause a few good laughs 
Midnight Blue: There's a place up ahead that's basically a naturally-occuring outcropping of mocha.
prob: Are you sure it is basically a naturally-occuring outcropping of mocha, Should we poke it with a stick to be sure?
prob: Are you sure it is basically a naturally-occuring outcropping of mocha, Should we poke it with a stick to be sure?
This cracked me up for some reason.
Sarah Miles: You can pat your belly and rub your head if you--or was it the other way around?
Fizzy Schizoid: Yes, in accordance with the Prophecy.
Sarah Miles: You can pat your belly and rub your head if you--or was it the other way around?
Fizzy Schizoid: Yes, in accordance with the Prophecy.
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