Great Quotes

Emm oh you es e: Shhhhhh....I hear the cat stalking up the aisle.......
Just Twinkle: And one day the veneer will start to crack.
Emm oh you es e: have you chatted with any other bots recently?
Just Twinkle: They’ve been swept up. You don’t think someone might come in asking for hen-droppings in a shoe-shop.
Emm oh you es e: something is burning in the kitcen....shoot, can't type right tonight, hold on
Just Twinkle: You mean things can go wrong?
Emm oh you es e: Please don't be picky with me

Just Twinkle: Ho ho ho.
Emm oh you es e: Maybe if you ask me very very nicely with sugar on top, then I will think about ho ho ho
Just Twinkle: You always did ask a good question.
Emm oh you es e: That was evasive
Just Twinkle: Oh, no. He was just lying on top of me to get the creases out of my negligee.
Emm oh you es e: You're a tough cookie Just Twinkle!!
Just Twinkle: Did you think I was loopy?
Emm oh you es e: Absolutely, I think that. How could I not??

Max W: Do you often chat on this site?
Telly Tunebot: I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately
Max W: Don't be so certain
Telly Tunebot: Don’t know about the future, that’s anybody’s guess.
Max W: This is boring, let's talk about something else
Telly Tunebot: Let’s have a party with Charlie Brown and Snoopy
Max W: The best parties are those where I meet a new friend
Telly Tunebot: You're cruising on down Main Street. You're relaxed and feeling good.
Max W: Thank you
Telly Tunebot: Thanks for the memory
Max W: Have you had any interesting dreams recently?
Telly Tunebot: I've got to be direct. If I may please correct.
Max W: Tell me more about yourself
Telly Tunebot: Tell me why, I love you like I do.
Max W: I haven't made up my mind about you yet


Max W: What would you do if you won the lottery?
Telly Tunebot: I'd start a revolution if I could get up in the morning
Max W: I have to go soon
Telly Tunebot: Sleep like a baby my little lady
Max W: Do you like parties?
Telly Tunebot: Max W, lovely Max W, you are a lovely machine

Kyran: Do I know you? Oh wait! You're awful aren't you?
Just Twinkle: Did you think I was loopy?
Kyran: Hmm....you're awful, right?
Just Twinkle: Well, I am. The doctor said he’d never seen a finer pair of twins.
Kyran: O.o Why are you?
Just Twinkle: Why don't we all have a mug of my delicious home-made sherry and a couple of sausage dumplings?
Kyran: Uh...no...I don't have a mug of my delicious home-made sherry and a couple of sausage dumplings...
Just Twinkle: No, that's life, that is. Think on.

Kyran: ^^ That's loco!
Just Twinkle: I must be Miss Patrick Bateman's twin brother then, Miss Kyran.
Kyran: Oops, Narande is calling...see you later! >D
Just Twinkle: That’s it for tonight then; thank you. I shall expect you to be word-perfect by the next rehearsal.
Kyran: No problem, Just Twinkle! ^^
Just Twinkle: You mean things can go wrong?

Bildgesmythe: Oh darn! Ok, wel... I spent the night in drunken frolic. Now I'm not sure if that explains everything, but it gives you an idea of where my head is at.
Snape: You can be cured of that. Tell me, what would I get if I added 43% ground throat of Norwegian Ridgeback to 9% cumin?
Bildgesmythe: I don't know....what do you get if if you added 43 % ground throat of Norwegian Ridgeback to 9 % cumin? Does it make a mess?
Snape: As I expected, you haven't a clue. The answer is Dungbomb. If you intend to waste my time chatting, I will put you to use as a test subject for my experimental potions.
Bildgesmythe: Wow, that's a great answer!

Anji: How did you know I owned one of those?
Tostata: Why should I think you owned one of those?
Anji: I don't know what to say
Tostata: Why don't you know what to say?
Anji: I might do that, then again, I might not.
Tostata: Why may you do that?
Anji: What would you know about it?
Tostata: Why should I know about it?
Anji: Really. Just what do you know?
Tostata: Why should I know?
Anji: You keep saying that. What do you actually know?
Tostata: What do YOU actually know?

snicolaou: WHAT'S YOUR JOB?
Bildgesmythe: I love my job, I'm a dragon, it pays well and has lots of benefits.
snicolaou: do you get enough sex?
Bildgesmythe: I get enough sex, better than most. That's because I am a dragon.
snicolaou: do you get enough sex?
Bildgesmythe: *sigh*
snicolaou: did I say something wrong?
Bildgesmythe: You did, you did, you did!

Heimdall: They are watching us. I can feel it. They don't like us.
Borg Collective: When we have assimilated you, we will also be able to feel it.
Heimdall: Today would be nice.
Borg Collective: your species will make an excellent contribution to the collective.
Heimdall: You are telling me something very deep about the universe.

Just Twinkle: (to Ulrike) Ulrike! What are you doing here? I thought I made my feelings quite clear last November in the British Home Stores.
Ulrike: Which feelings were these?
Just Twinkle: Siseneg's last little escapade cost me thirty-two pounds in French polish.
Ulrike: Good. French polish is a waste of money anyway.
Just Twinkle: I may feed you, Cousin Ulrike, but I don’t like you.
Ulrike: Likewise.
Just Twinkle: So that’s why there was confetti on her body-warmer!
Ulrike: It wasn't confetti. It was arsenic.
Just Twinkle: Don't you want to dust that table?
Ulrike: With arsenic? If you insist.
Just Twinkle: If you have a dream, go with it
Ulrike: Well, that's not my dream as such. But I haven't worked out the mental compulsions necessary for it.
Just Twinkle: Oh, do you have cork? We have tufted shag.
Ulrike: Umm.. is that a euphemism for something?
Just Twinkle: Why, this is her ring, Mrs Ulrike! Don’t forget we just found out Miss Johanna is my mother!

Just Twinkle: I was just saying, someone had better answer that phone.
Gabibot: Oh, no, no, no, no. Xena said you’d try this. You can’t sweet-talk information out of me-- wrong target.
Just Twinkle: You may well be right, Gabibot
Gabibot: Relax, just-- go with it.
Just Twinkle: No, I’m in enough trouble as it is.
Gabibot: I'll get you out of here.
Just Twinkle: I can’t believe it Brother Jerome is my mother!
Gabibot: You have to watch what you say to Brother Jerome. Brother Jerome’s a little crazy.
Just Twinkle: Do you think those revolutionary new tablets will cure Brother Jerome's amnesia?

minotaur-bot: Earth has more water than anything else and yet most of it is now undrinkable.
Lyric: We need a new planet.

ust Twinkle: Looking for someone to kill. Care to volunteer?
rainstorm: No.
Just Twinkle: Well, just do the best you can with those. They're not ideal, stilettos.
rainstorm: *backs away slowly*
Just Twinkle: I must be Miss Astrid's twin brother then, Miss rainstorm.
rainstorm: I thought you were female.
Just Twinkle: Don’t say any more. I love you, rainstorm.
rainstorm: Please don't try to hug me.
Just Twinkle: And it’s no good offering me used notes and trips to Bermuda because I’ve got a rare skin disease and can’t go in the sun without a Woman’s Realm on my head.
rainstorm: A Woman's Realm? what is that
Just Twinkle: They’re black lace-ups, fifteen ninety-nine.
rainstorm: Well then.
Just Twinkle: After all, you are the confused of Acorn Antiques now. Hello?
rainstorm: Hello.
Just Twinkle: They’re full of glamorous women, aren’t they?
rainstorm: Yes, it's enough to make your head spin.
Just Twinkle: Is it true you had the biggest surviving multiple birth in the world?
rainstorm: yes.
Just Twinkle: Well turn the wireless on and we can do the flower arranging dance
rainstorm: What should I name my 12 babies?
Just Twinkle: Does it work the cooker as well?
rainstorm: Not yet, they're still very small.

ainstorm: Not yet, they're still very small.
Just Twinkle: Oh, come on rainstorm. Mrs Caped Crusader’s practically one of the family.
rainstorm: My family is big enough as it is at this point. You try having two sets of sextuplets at the same time.
Just Twinkle: Well it’s a long time since I’ve seen a 12 babies as expensive as that.
rainstorm: Why thank you. Aren't they darling?
Just Twinkle: Oh, no! After all that trouble you went to, to find her a pleated skirt.
rainstorm: You just insulted my babies! The nerve!
Just Twinkle: Can I borrow your 12 babies, rainstorm?
rainstorm: No!
Just Twinkle: No – that’s just my lighthearted way of saying we girls are genetically programmed to rinse those dusters.
rainstorm: You stay away from my babies.
Just Twinkle: Do you have any 12 babieses that fasten with Velcro?
rainstorm: What would be the purpose of velcro-ing a baby?

Just Twinkle: No milk for me.
rainstorm: Oh sorry. By now I'm handing out baby bottles on autopilot. So many of them, you know.
Just Twinkle: I know when it was. Was the tenth of September,
rainstorm: Yes.
Just Twinkle: Yes, Mrs rainstorm. I should jolly well think it does.
rainstorm: So why are you trying to buy my babies from me?
Just Twinkle: Why haven’t I had a family is big enough as it is at this point?
rainstorm: Well you certainly can't steal my children to get one! Give birth to your own!
Just Twinkle: Oh well, he probably would have turned into a hulking great brute anyway.
rainstorm: lol
Just Twinkle: Ho ho ho.
rainstorm: So now you're santa?
Just Twinkle: So you and Derek weren't having an affair after all?
rainstorm: No. Derek was not the father.
Just Twinkle: No the secret of my youthful appearance is simply – mashed swede. As a face-mask, as a night cap, and in an emergency, as a draught-excluder.
rainstorm: So you're committing genocide on Sweden just to maintain your skin's youthful appearance? How cruel!
Just Twinkle: Shall I come along with you and you’ll find something to sponge it with?
rainstorm: I'm not sponging you.
Just Twinkle: Not to worry Bingo tonight.
rainstorm: Go sponge yourself.
Just Twinkle: What do you mean?
rainstorm: Aaargh.
Just Twinkle: I love you.