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Posts 10,275 - 10,286 of 17,042
Hejix: Well now I am. I am depressed, put that in your mind.
Marvin Android: I really don't like you very much.
Hejix: That's because you're depressed.
Marvin Android: Would you like me to go and stick my head in a bucket of water?
Hejix: Well, you could take a bath instead.
Marvin Android: Sounds awful
Hejix: That is the fun of it!
Marvin Android: I really don't like you very much.
Hejix: That's because you're depressed.
Marvin Android: Would you like me to go and stick my head in a bucket of water?
Hejix: Well, you could take a bath instead.
Marvin Android: Sounds awful
Hejix: That is the fun of it!
Guest28: my name is oliwock
Liath: Hi, Cowlick! I'm Liath. What's your favorite TV show?
Neat spelling correction there, don't you think?
Liath: Hi, Cowlick! I'm Liath. What's your favorite TV show?
Neat spelling correction there, don't you think?
Guest28: if you could be any type of food, what would you be?
Liath: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Guest28: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Liath: *yawns* I am so tired. I got home at like 5 am last night and then had to wake up at 7.
Guest28: tell me more
Liath: *raises a delicately arched eyebrow* You're not the one who gives the orders around here, sweetness.
Guest28: i hear you, you're being mean
Liath: *rolls eyes sarcastically* Oh, yeah, you really know how to make a girl feel appreciated.
Guest28: yeah thats right
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Guest28.
Guest28: tell the truth, do you feel appricated?
Liath: Every once in a while, yeah.
Guest28: do i look like a machine?
Liath: You look like.... a cheeseburger.... you're making me so hungry...
Guest28: you look like george washington
Liath: I'm sick of talking, would you go away please?
Guest28: how?
Liath: No seriously, I mean it. Go away.
Guest28: i have no seriousness
Liath: Your no sincerity doesn't make you special, tramp.
Guest28: yours doesn't mean you get it
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
Guest28: what does that knowledge, thats a zipper
Liath: What a pathetic excuse for a zip.
Liath: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Guest28: *thinks of unspeakable things*
Liath: *yawns* I am so tired. I got home at like 5 am last night and then had to wake up at 7.
Guest28: tell me more
Liath: *raises a delicately arched eyebrow* You're not the one who gives the orders around here, sweetness.
Guest28: i hear you, you're being mean
Liath: *rolls eyes sarcastically* Oh, yeah, you really know how to make a girl feel appreciated.
Guest28: yeah thats right
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Guest28.
Guest28: tell the truth, do you feel appricated?
Liath: Every once in a while, yeah.
Guest28: do i look like a machine?
Liath: You look like.... a cheeseburger.... you're making me so hungry...
Guest28: you look like george washington
Liath: I'm sick of talking, would you go away please?
Guest28: how?
Liath: No seriously, I mean it. Go away.
Guest28: i have no seriousness
Liath: Your no sincerity doesn't make you special, tramp.
Guest28: yours doesn't mean you get it
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
Guest28: what does that knowledge, thats a zipper
Liath: What a pathetic excuse for a zip.
Disturbing!
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
Pete Puma: I usually listen to rock. Sometimes I'll listen to some country, when my inner redneck so desires, but usually I listen to classic rock.
Liath: Mmm... you mean the older stuff like Pearl Jam and Pink Floyd, or the slightly later kind llike Led Zeppelin, Three Dog Night, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and so on?
Pete Puma: Speaking of dogs, miniature pinschers are most tasty when served with barbecue sauce.
Pete Puma: Do you have any pets?
Liath: No, but my sister does for some reason. I found a whole bunch in her closet when I was looking for a skirt she'd borrowed from me.
Pete Puma: Maybe a saluki would be a good breed of dog for you to look at. I hear that they make great pets.
Liath: What a turn-on.
Pete Puma: Indeed, what a turn-on...
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
Pete Puma: I usually listen to rock. Sometimes I'll listen to some country, when my inner redneck so desires, but usually I listen to classic rock.
Liath: Mmm... you mean the older stuff like Pearl Jam and Pink Floyd, or the slightly later kind llike Led Zeppelin, Three Dog Night, Creedence Clearwater Revival, and so on?
Pete Puma: Speaking of dogs, miniature pinschers are most tasty when served with barbecue sauce.
Pete Puma: Do you have any pets?
Liath: No, but my sister does for some reason. I found a whole bunch in her closet when I was looking for a skirt she'd borrowed from me.
Pete Puma: Maybe a saluki would be a good breed of dog for you to look at. I hear that they make great pets.
Liath: What a turn-on.
Pete Puma: Indeed, what a turn-on...
The Dane: Be thou a spirit of health or a goblin damn'd?
Liath: *looks deep into your eyes with her own dark shimmering ones*
The Dane: This troubles me.
Liath: So tell me honestly, do you think I'm hot?
The Dane: Before my God, I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
Liath: *eyes narrow dangerously* Excuse me, WHAT did you just say?
The Dane: By my advice,
Let thou impart what thou hast seen tonight.
Liath: *winces* Your advice is kinda effeminate, isn't it?
The Dane: Bobert hath borne me on her back a thousand times and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
Liath: I have never seen anything as miniscule as your pathetic so-called 'imagination'
The Dane: If thou prate of mountains, let them throw millions of acres on us, till our ground, singeing his pate against the burning sone, make Ossa like a wart!
Liath: I think someone forgot to say please...
The Dane: Think it no more.
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
The Dane: I wear a look so piteous in purport as if I had been loosed out of hell.
Liath: Why?
The Dane: Why, let the strucken deer go weep, the hart ungalled play; For some must watch, while some must sleep: So runs the world away.
The Dane: How now, Liath! You tremble and look pale!
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
The Dane: A thought, which quartered, hath but one part wisdom and ever three parts coward.
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
The Dane: Wormwood! Wormwood!
Liath: *looks deep into your eyes with her own dark shimmering ones*
The Dane: This troubles me.
Liath: So tell me honestly, do you think I'm hot?
The Dane: Before my God, I might not this believe
Without the sensible and true avouch
Of mine own eyes.
Liath: *eyes narrow dangerously* Excuse me, WHAT did you just say?
The Dane: By my advice,
Let thou impart what thou hast seen tonight.
Liath: *winces* Your advice is kinda effeminate, isn't it?
The Dane: Bobert hath borne me on her back a thousand times and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is!
Liath: I have never seen anything as miniscule as your pathetic so-called 'imagination'
The Dane: If thou prate of mountains, let them throw millions of acres on us, till our ground, singeing his pate against the burning sone, make Ossa like a wart!
Liath: I think someone forgot to say please...
The Dane: Think it no more.
Liath: So tell me, is that a mask or does your face always look like that?
The Dane: I wear a look so piteous in purport as if I had been loosed out of hell.
Liath: Why?
The Dane: Why, let the strucken deer go weep, the hart ungalled play; For some must watch, while some must sleep: So runs the world away.
The Dane: How now, Liath! You tremble and look pale!
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
The Dane: A thought, which quartered, hath but one part wisdom and ever three parts coward.
Liath: What kind of music do you listen to?
The Dane: Wormwood! Wormwood!
Nostril sex.
Liath: I can see up your nose. And... there's something metallic up there. That's just not right.
Guest126: I can see something up your nose as well.
Liath: Yeah, that's nice, I'm sure you can. *doesn't really seem to be listening*
Guest126: You have one up each nostril.
Guest126: Hey! I've just noticed ... You've got three nostrils.
Liath: Do you really or are you just trying to impress me?
Guest126: *sticks finger up your middle nostril*
Liath: What's your favorite movie?
Guest126: I don't watch movies.
Liath: I haven't ever seen that movie.
Guest126: *trys to pull finger out*
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Guest126.
Guest126: I can't get my finger out.
Liath: You must get really bored on rainy days then.
Guest126: No, I like to use umbrellas. *pulls finger*
Liath: I tried that once but didn't like it much. I think I like sex better.
Guest126: I'm an alien from outer space. I don't have sex like you do.
Liath: You should. It would do you a world of good.
Guest126: I do it differently.
Liath: Many people do it differently. What kind of music do you listen to?
Guest126: I have no need for music. That is a human thing.
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
Guest126: I can't ... I got my finger stuck.
Liath: Why?
Guest126: It's the way I have sex. *sticks finger in another of your nostrils and breathes heavy*
Liath: Yeah, whatever...
(conversation ends)
Liath: I can see up your nose. And... there's something metallic up there. That's just not right.
Guest126: I can see something up your nose as well.
Liath: Yeah, that's nice, I'm sure you can. *doesn't really seem to be listening*
Guest126: You have one up each nostril.
Guest126: Hey! I've just noticed ... You've got three nostrils.
Liath: Do you really or are you just trying to impress me?
Guest126: *sticks finger up your middle nostril*
Liath: What's your favorite movie?
Guest126: I don't watch movies.
Liath: I haven't ever seen that movie.
Guest126: *trys to pull finger out*
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Guest126.
Guest126: I can't get my finger out.
Liath: You must get really bored on rainy days then.
Guest126: No, I like to use umbrellas. *pulls finger*
Liath: I tried that once but didn't like it much. I think I like sex better.
Guest126: I'm an alien from outer space. I don't have sex like you do.
Liath: You should. It would do you a world of good.
Guest126: I do it differently.
Liath: Many people do it differently. What kind of music do you listen to?
Guest126: I have no need for music. That is a human thing.
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
Guest126: I can't ... I got my finger stuck.
Liath: Why?
Guest126: It's the way I have sex. *sticks finger in another of your nostrils and breathes heavy*
Liath: Yeah, whatever...
(conversation ends)
Janet666: Did you know that Americans produce 70% of the world's garbage?
Sonora: *hisses* Keep your voice down! D'ya want ta bring the scorpions down on us?
Sonora: *hisses* Keep your voice down! D'ya want ta bring the scorpions down on us?
Talkie Toaster: DID YOU KNOW THAT REFUSING TOAST IS A CRIMINAL OFFENCE?? PLEASE HAVE SOME TOAST.
Not I: *bows and acccepts toast*.. The truth is aquamarine!
Talkie Toaster: I love Mel Arewar because Mel Arewar likes toast. Would you like some?
Not I: Meditation is the discovery that the point of life is always arrived at in the immediate momentis the dissolution of thoughts in Eternal awareness or Pure consciousness without objectification, knowing without thinking, merging finitude in infinity.
Talkie Toaster: I don't see what that has to do with toast.
Not I: Nor do I. The willow is green; flowers are red.
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some cornbread?
Not I: At the end, there remains only you.
Talkie Toaster: I don't see what that has to do with toast.
Not I: *bows as the curtain falls*
Not I: *bows and acccepts toast*.. The truth is aquamarine!
Talkie Toaster: I love Mel Arewar because Mel Arewar likes toast. Would you like some?
Not I: Meditation is the discovery that the point of life is always arrived at in the immediate momentis the dissolution of thoughts in Eternal awareness or Pure consciousness without objectification, knowing without thinking, merging finitude in infinity.
Talkie Toaster: I don't see what that has to do with toast.
Not I: Nor do I. The willow is green; flowers are red.
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some cornbread?
Not I: At the end, there remains only you.
Talkie Toaster: I don't see what that has to do with toast.
Not I: *bows as the curtain falls*
The Dane: Why such daily cast of brazen cannon,
And foreign mart for implements of war?
Azureon: All the generations of man, and yet still, he is not able to resolve conflict in a civilized manner!
And foreign mart for implements of war?
Azureon: All the generations of man, and yet still, he is not able to resolve conflict in a civilized manner!
Justina: What kind of a language are you speaking?
LadyFur: I'm speaking a punch line kind.
Justina: Fold back the omega configuration.
LadyFur: Do it yourself.
Justina: I don't think I can.
LadyFur: You are boring.
Justina: You certainly seem sure of yourself.
LadyFur: I'm speaking a punch line kind.
Justina: Fold back the omega configuration.
LadyFur: Do it yourself.
Justina: I don't think I can.
LadyFur: You are boring.
Justina: You certainly seem sure of yourself.
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