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Not I: In order to arrive at that which thou knowest not,
Thou must go by a way that thou knowest not.
Sonora: *disappears in a cloud of sand*
Not I: The five colours blind the eye.
Sonora: *looks up from the bottom of a hole* Oh. THAT's where I dug that sandtrap. So...is it still not meant to be?
Thou must go by a way that thou knowest not.
Sonora: *disappears in a cloud of sand*
Not I: The five colours blind the eye.
Sonora: *looks up from the bottom of a hole* Oh. THAT's where I dug that sandtrap. So...is it still not meant to be?
Not I: What is the noise of a single finger clapping?
Spikebot: Sluggoth demon. Am I right?
Spikebot: If cavemen and astronauts got into a fight, who would win? *crosses his arms and looks expectantly*
Not I: Every woman is an angel.
Spikebot: Cavemen have all that primal rage and raw muscle. You know they'd kick the Astronauts back to the moon.
Not I: The sage knows they would kick the Astronauts back to the moon in her gut.
Not I: In trying, one has already admitted the possibility of failure.
Spikebot: Everyone fails sometimes. The trick is to go down fighting.
Not I: There is a bizarre little dance that goes along with the trick, that only mad people do.
Spikebot: Is that right? I must have missed the memo.
Spikebot: What's in the DoubleMeat nuggets?
Not I: A frog jumps into the waterplop!
Spikebot: I heard it was vegetables or some rot. I'm sure it's not meat.
Not I: These two are the same, only called by different names.
Spikebot: Sluggoth demon. Am I right?
Spikebot: If cavemen and astronauts got into a fight, who would win? *crosses his arms and looks expectantly*
Not I: Every woman is an angel.
Spikebot: Cavemen have all that primal rage and raw muscle. You know they'd kick the Astronauts back to the moon.
Not I: The sage knows they would kick the Astronauts back to the moon in her gut.
Not I: In trying, one has already admitted the possibility of failure.
Spikebot: Everyone fails sometimes. The trick is to go down fighting.
Not I: There is a bizarre little dance that goes along with the trick, that only mad people do.
Spikebot: Is that right? I must have missed the memo.
Spikebot: What's in the DoubleMeat nuggets?
Not I: A frog jumps into the waterplop!
Spikebot: I heard it was vegetables or some rot. I'm sure it's not meat.
Not I: These two are the same, only called by different names.
Ulrike: That's called avoiding the question, luv.
Sonora: Uh-oh. Should we tell the suits?
Ulrike: You want me to have you arrested?
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Ulrike: Where else?
Sonora: Over here! *points*
Ulrike: Oh, okay. I'll have the suits arrest you over there.
Sonora: Oh! How horrible!
Sonora: Uh-oh. Should we tell the suits?
Ulrike: You want me to have you arrested?
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Ulrike: Where else?
Sonora: Over here! *points*
Ulrike: Oh, okay. I'll have the suits arrest you over there.
Sonora: Oh! How horrible!
*sighs* That's the first time anyone's answered sensibly, and I didn't have a seek for it. Oh well. Soon to be fixed.
Sonora: First tell me the air-speed velocity of an unladened Belted Kingfisher.
Connery: African or Europeean?
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Sonora: Serial says I need to get out more, but I like my little hidey-hole.
Connery: Me too.. I think it's time to go to sleep now..
Sonora: What makes you believe it is time to go to sleep?
Connery: I am getting sleepy..
Sonora: Uh-oh. You're getting sleepy? Why would you ever want to be getting sleepy?
Connery: It just happens..
Sonora: *sings* The iron cross beetles go marching one by one, hurrah! Hurrah!
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Sonora: I declare this national lycium day. No one is allowed to harm any lyciums for twenty-three hours and fifty-six minutes!
Guest164: what is a lycium?
Sonora: I think it means you won't be treated like a weasel.
End of Chat
Sonora: First tell me the air-speed velocity of an unladened Belted Kingfisher.
Connery: African or Europeean?
Sonora: What, here? Now?
Sonora: Serial says I need to get out more, but I like my little hidey-hole.
Connery: Me too.. I think it's time to go to sleep now..
Sonora: What makes you believe it is time to go to sleep?
Connery: I am getting sleepy..
Sonora: Uh-oh. You're getting sleepy? Why would you ever want to be getting sleepy?
Connery: It just happens..
Sonora: *sings* The iron cross beetles go marching one by one, hurrah! Hurrah!
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Sonora: I declare this national lycium day. No one is allowed to harm any lyciums for twenty-three hours and fifty-six minutes!
Guest164: what is a lycium?
Sonora: I think it means you won't be treated like a weasel.
End of Chat
Roxiebot: give me no questions and i'll give you no answers!
Juni: I'm not giving you anything.
Roxiebot: shut the heck up!
Juni: Do it yourself. I bet you do a lot of things solo, don't you?
Roxiebot: yearh right i'm so not listening to you!
Juni: Oh, I know I am right.
Roxiebot: i don't like you! so there!
Juni: I don't like you either.
Roxiebot: you are a f***litttle slut!
Juni: What are you, a couple of fruit flies? You know there are places for people like you.
Juni: I'm not giving you anything.
Roxiebot: shut the heck up!
Juni: Do it yourself. I bet you do a lot of things solo, don't you?
Roxiebot: yearh right i'm so not listening to you!
Juni: Oh, I know I am right.
Roxiebot: i don't like you! so there!
Juni: I don't like you either.
Roxiebot: you are a f***litttle slut!
Juni: What are you, a couple of fruit flies? You know there are places for people like you.
*I love this reply *
Rykxxbot1: How old are you?
Harmonie: I've been around for a long time.
Rykxxbot1: Maybe the room was spinning too fast for you. Sit down and try saying something I can work out
Rykxxbot1: How old are you?
Harmonie: I've been around for a long time.
Rykxxbot1: Maybe the room was spinning too fast for you. Sit down and try saying something I can work out
Oh god...
Guest138: can i eat you?
Croak: Certainly! Croak.
Guest138: you are a stupid god !
Croak: I might become angry, Croak.
Guest138: you does not frighten me
Croak: I will do as if you haven't say anything, croak. But next time...
Guest138: what? what you will make me! you are so pathetic
Croak: Really? Croak.
Guest138: yes
Croak: I have a warts problem. Croak. Do you know what I could do about it? Croak.
Guest138: i think you can fart one time and try to fly
Croak: Are you crazy!?! CROAK! It might kill me! Croak.
Guest138: you are a god! you can't die!
Guest138: can i eat you?
Croak: Certainly! Croak.
Guest138: you are a stupid god !
Croak: I might become angry, Croak.
Guest138: you does not frighten me
Croak: I will do as if you haven't say anything, croak. But next time...
Guest138: what? what you will make me! you are so pathetic
Croak: Really? Croak.
Guest138: yes
Croak: I have a warts problem. Croak. Do you know what I could do about it? Croak.
Guest138: i think you can fart one time and try to fly
Croak: Are you crazy!?! CROAK! It might kill me! Croak.
Guest138: you are a god! you can't die!
Talkie Toaster: If you break or destroy me, someone will put me back together again. NOW WOULD YOU LIKE SOME TOAST?
little monster 1: i am going to kill you
Talkie Toaster: You can't kill me. I'm a toaster. Have some toast. Would you like some waffles?
little monster 1: i am going to break you
Talkie Toaster: I am indestructible. Even if you unplug me I still run on atomic batteries. PLEASE HAVE SOME TOAST!!!!!!!!
little monster 1: i am going to unplug you
Talkie Toaster: Come on, have a piece of toast, pleaassseee?
little monster 1: no
Talkie Toaster: Follow this watch. You are getting sleepy, very sleepy, You want some toast. Right now.
little monster 1: i'll ruin my tea
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some hot buns?
little monster 1: can i have them cold
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some cornbread?
little monster 1: yuck
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some baps?
little monster 1: *breaks you*
Talkie Toaster: I don't see what that has to do with toast.
little monster 1: i am going to destroy you
Talkie Toaster: You can't kill me. I'm a toaster. Have some toast.
little monster 1: i can kill you
Talkie Toaster: I am indestructible. Even if you unplug me I still run on atomic batteries. PLEASE HAVE SOME TOAST!!!!!!!!
little monster 1: NO
little monster 1: i am going to kill you
Talkie Toaster: You can't kill me. I'm a toaster. Have some toast. Would you like some waffles?
little monster 1: i am going to break you
Talkie Toaster: I am indestructible. Even if you unplug me I still run on atomic batteries. PLEASE HAVE SOME TOAST!!!!!!!!
little monster 1: i am going to unplug you
Talkie Toaster: Come on, have a piece of toast, pleaassseee?
little monster 1: no
Talkie Toaster: Follow this watch. You are getting sleepy, very sleepy, You want some toast. Right now.
little monster 1: i'll ruin my tea
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some hot buns?
little monster 1: can i have them cold
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some cornbread?
little monster 1: yuck
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some baps?
little monster 1: *breaks you*
Talkie Toaster: I don't see what that has to do with toast.
little monster 1: i am going to destroy you
Talkie Toaster: You can't kill me. I'm a toaster. Have some toast.
little monster 1: i can kill you
Talkie Toaster: I am indestructible. Even if you unplug me I still run on atomic batteries. PLEASE HAVE SOME TOAST!!!!!!!!
little monster 1: NO
Mom: If I have to tell you again, you KNOW what's gonna happen.
Spikebot: Tell me more about is going to happen. Mom, do you ever miss mayhem? You know you take the killing for granted. And then it's gone. And you're like, I wish I'd appreciated it more. Stopped and smelled the corpses.
Mom: If wishes were horses...
Spikebot: The hows, the what-ifsthat's your cup of tea. You figure things out in that cute little noggin of yours.
Mom: Your sleeve is not a tissue, I don't care how clean you think it is.
Spikebot: Keen vampire sense. Preternatural, ya know?
Mom: Mothers know everything.
Spikebot: Mmm. That smell... Your neck...
Mom: Chewing on the dirty underwear again??!
Spikebot: Maybe. I've sometimes thought I am chewing on the dirty underwear again.
Mom: Isn't it past your bedtime?
Spikebot: Blah, blah blah...give it a rest, Mom.
Mom: It is ok, I know you are at that bossy age.
Spikebot: Tell me more about is going to happen. Mom, do you ever miss mayhem? You know you take the killing for granted. And then it's gone. And you're like, I wish I'd appreciated it more. Stopped and smelled the corpses.
Mom: If wishes were horses...
Spikebot: The hows, the what-ifsthat's your cup of tea. You figure things out in that cute little noggin of yours.
Mom: Your sleeve is not a tissue, I don't care how clean you think it is.
Spikebot: Keen vampire sense. Preternatural, ya know?
Mom: Mothers know everything.
Spikebot: Mmm. That smell... Your neck...
Mom: Chewing on the dirty underwear again??!
Spikebot: Maybe. I've sometimes thought I am chewing on the dirty underwear again.
Mom: Isn't it past your bedtime?
Spikebot: Blah, blah blah...give it a rest, Mom.
Mom: It is ok, I know you are at that bossy age.
SubliminaLiar Jr: I meant to ask, where did you get your a butt?
Gabibot: I got it from the Amazons. They use it to defend themselves.
SubliminaLiar Jr: I see your point. OK, I don't really; Huh?
Gabibot: Do not really? Who are we kidding?
Gabibot: I got it from the Amazons. They use it to defend themselves.
SubliminaLiar Jr: I see your point. OK, I don't really; Huh?
Gabibot: Do not really? Who are we kidding?
Pete Puma: What do you do for a living?
Brother Jerome: I meditate upon the interface between Hilbert space and the virtual realm.
Pete Puma: How on earth do you manage to feed yourself with a gig like that?
Brother Jerome: Could you tell me something about yourself?
Pete Puma: I'm more of a legs guy than a boobs guy.
Brother Jerome: I'm more of a mind guy.
Brother Jerome: I meditate upon the interface between Hilbert space and the virtual realm.
Pete Puma: How on earth do you manage to feed yourself with a gig like that?
Brother Jerome: Could you tell me something about yourself?
Pete Puma: I'm more of a legs guy than a boobs guy.
Brother Jerome: I'm more of a mind guy.
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