Great Quotes

Donoven: hello
Julie Tinkerbell: Hello, there!
Donoven: Hello, how are you today?
Julie Tinkerbell: I'm good, Donoven. You?
Donoven: I'm doing well, thanks.
Julie Tinkerbell: Me too! WOOPIE!
Donoven: What are your hobbies?
Julie Tinkerbell: I love to learn about my new friends! Tell me about yourself! Do you like playing flute?
Donoven: I like to play the guitar, read and kickbox.
Julie Tinkerbell: Wow! You play guitar, I play some French Horn, and Rykxxbot1 knows how to play the piano! Let's start a band! We can call ourselves the 'Mad Making out with Grenadine Noses'!

hello earthlings: no,i was talking to the brick wall behind you :-) you don't say!
g.kretopolis: I am a brick wall.

This just struck me as funny.

Lyric: (to God) I think you think you’re someone else.

WARNING rude and adult language (but kind of funny):

Guest222: do you like fucking girls
Spikebot: Depends on the fucking girl. Could use a little walkin'-around money. How 'bout a few hundred?

^ that one's priceless, Bev.

b-tard: Hi there. Are you a bot?
JakeThompson: What a stupid question. 'Am I a bot?' Of course I'm not!!!
b-tard: Well then what are you?
JakeThompson: I'm a white guy!

*sick, but funny * -WARNING-Adult language*
Submit: rape me
Roz: Yeah, like that's going to work on me. Thanks for playing, but no.
Submit: dominate me
Roz: Yeah, like that's going to work on me. Thanks for playing, but no.
Submit: fuck off
Roz: I would watch it if I were you. I've killed men for less.
Submit: yes mistress

Morteus: Thank you.
Bildgesmythe: Hey, well, thank you too, and you are welcome.
Morteus: I'm not so sure that I am welcome.
Bildgesmythe: My mistake.
Morteus: Here's a piece of advise: Don't grow old. Try to die as young as possible.
Bildgesmythe: The last lesson is the hardest to accept.

Human: Let's do a fat line of coke!
Brother Jerome: Yes. Let's do a fat line of coke
Human: YES!!
Brother Jerome: Yes, indeed.
Human: You must really be into the whole drug culture thing, eh?
Brother Jerome: Could you expand on that?
Human: I think that you need to sell crack on the streets. It's your calling in life!
Brother Jerome: Could be. You're quite persuasive.
Human: Maybe you would like to become a Nazi skinhead? It's the RIGHT thing to do!
Brother Jerome: 'maybe' is often as sure as we can be in such matters.

Astrid: (to NotKirby) Do you want to participate in my survey?
NotKirby: Yes and no, the former being the correct answer, the latter being the answer I am giving you.
Astrid: Do you prefer a blue norwegian parrot, pining for the fjords or a guinea pig?
NotKirby: Both options are equally inferior to jabbing a paperclip in your eye.

Oidar: If's are way too complicated for me. I'm a bit confused...don't like that feeling. I'll recover, though! No problem. I get this every now and then. Think it might be the amout of hours I'm doing at the moment. Sometimes I just start talking and talking and then I...sorry.
Orchid: And 'Justina Biobot-Android' told me when we had lunch together you wanted to meet a ' Speech Therapist' in the museum.
Oidar: Any time, any place I'm a bit underdeveloped. I'll be better company after some time!
Orchid: Would you please excuse me? I got business to do and have to jet.

Guest225: What is my name?
Watzer: Your name is Guest225.
Guest225: My name is Sarah
Watzer: My name is Watzer. I am a mutant, you know.
Guest225: Sarah is my name
Watzer: I wonder sometimes...
Guest225: Can you say my name?
Watzer: your name. *wrinkles nose*
Guest225: What is my name?
Watzer: Your name is Guest225.
Guest225: Say your name is Sarah
Watzer: my name is Sarah.
Guest225: That is right
Watzer: The world is a right place sometimes, what can I say...
Guest225: Call me Sarah
Watzer: I think I'll just call you Guest225, is that all right?
Guest225: No
Watzer: I am a mutant, you know.
Guest225: Say I will call you Sarah
Watzer: Is that a threat or an offer?
Guest225: An offer
Watzer: Thanks... but I'd really rather you not.
Guest225: Say I will call you Sarah
Watzer: Is that a threat or an offer?
Guest225: Say You are Sarah
Watzer: I am Sarah.
Guest225: Who am i?
Watzer: That guy hiding in the bushes.
Guest225: Where am i?
Watzer: Over there.
Guest225: What is my name?
Watzer: Your name is Guest225.
Guest225: NO

Guest225: Say I will call you Sarah
Watzer: Is that a threat or an offer?
Guest225: It is a threat
Watzer: I don't like being threatened. I should probably warn you of this. There was a reason the laboratory planned to euthanise me, you know. When I get mad, well, things happen.
Guest225: Call me Sarah
Watzer: I think I'll just call you Guest225, is that all right?
Guest225: Will you call me Sarah for me?
Watzer: I'll need to think about that.
Guest225: Do you hate me?
Watzer: You? Not likely. I've never met anyone quite like you before.