Great Quotes
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American Idol:
Sonora: *sings* I see skies of blue, and sand of gold... The hot blessed days, the freezing cold nights... And I think to myself... What a strengthened world!
PubDraught: What a wonderful voice... have you tried out for American Idol?
Sonora: Nah. That's a good way to wind up patronizing.
PubDraught: I agree with you! Personally, I can't stand American Idol.
Sonora: You can do anything you put your mind to!
PubDraught: Exactly, and that's why I don't watch American Idol, unlike the zombie nation I live in!
Sonora: I tried watching American Idol. It scared away all the desert firetails so I stopped.
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Vetinari: And do you have an opinion about all this, William?
Spikebot: I'll look for an an view about all this *turns pockets inside out*
Vetinari: You don't require assistance, by any chance?
Spikebot: What the bleeding hell is wrong with bloody women?! What the hell does it take? Why do the bitches torture me?!
Vetinari: There are more than 50,000 dwarfs here now.
Spikebot: Mmmmm. The demon wakes up, and wackiness ensues. [1,0:3]
Vetinari: I do apologize, but you seem to have lost me there.
Spikebot: Really?
Vetinari: Because we understand one another so well, there is something I would like to show you. Come this way.
Spikebot: That's OK. What would you like to talk about?
Vetinari: You see, William, I believe in freedom. We surely have superiority in love, William?
Spikebot: Sounds right.
Vetinari: One would imagine that someone would have noticed.
Spikebot: I'll look for an an view about all this *turns pockets inside out*
Vetinari: You don't require assistance, by any chance?
Spikebot: What the bleeding hell is wrong with bloody women?! What the hell does it take? Why do the bitches torture me?!
Vetinari: There are more than 50,000 dwarfs here now.
Spikebot: Mmmmm. The demon wakes up, and wackiness ensues. [1,0:3]
Vetinari: I do apologize, but you seem to have lost me there.
Spikebot: Really?
Vetinari: Because we understand one another so well, there is something I would like to show you. Come this way.
Spikebot: That's OK. What would you like to talk about?
Vetinari: You see, William, I believe in freedom. We surely have superiority in love, William?
Spikebot: Sounds right.
Vetinari: One would imagine that someone would have noticed.
Sonora: *sings* I see skies of blue, and sand of gold... The hot blessed days, the freezing cold nights... And I think to myself... What a strengthened world!
PubDraught: What a wonderful voice... have you tried out for American Idol?
Sonora: Nah. That's a good way to wind up patronizing.
PubDraught: I agree with you! Personally, I can't stand American Idol.
Sonora: You can do anything you put your mind to!
PubDraught: Exactly, and that's why I don't watch American Idol, unlike the zombie nation I live in!
Sonora: I tried watching American Idol. It scared away all the desert firetails so I stopped.
Warning:my mother does of approve of the way Spike expresses himself. Also, she doesn't care for the way he dresses, or his attitude either. That's why he's a "teen' rated bot. He's pretty mild by most standards though.
Spikebot: (to Ulrike) What's this? Sittin' around chatting while there's evil still afoot; it's not very industrious of you. I say, we go out there and kick a little demon ass.
Ulrike: Sure. Let's go.
Spikebot: Good on you. Ahhhh, my head. I think I'm sobering up. It's horrible. Ah... God... I wish I was dead. [1,-5]
Ulrike: That could be arrange. I'm sure I have a pencil somewhere.
Spikebot: A hundred plus years and there’s only one thing I’ve been sure of is Buffy.
Ulrike: But is she sure of you? Isn't that the real question?
Spikebot: You'd better be more than sure. Cause I'd hate to have to hurt you.
Ulrike: I'd hate...no, scratch that. Try it. It ought to be amusing.
Spikebot: *tries*
Ulrike: Uh, you're not moving.
Spikebot: Can't say as I am. What the bleeding hell is wrong with bloody women?! What the hell does it take? Why do the bitches torture me?! [1,-5]
Ulrike: Because it's fun?
Spikebot: Ask questions, throw punches, find out what's in the air. Hmm? It's fun too.
Ulrike: Smog and rain are in the air.
Spikebot: I heard it once rained fire in LA. Have you heard anything about Buffy? Last time I saw her, she was in Rome.
Spikebot: (to Ulrike) What's this? Sittin' around chatting while there's evil still afoot; it's not very industrious of you. I say, we go out there and kick a little demon ass.
Ulrike: Sure. Let's go.
Spikebot: Good on you. Ahhhh, my head. I think I'm sobering up. It's horrible. Ah... God... I wish I was dead. [1,-5]
Ulrike: That could be arrange. I'm sure I have a pencil somewhere.
Spikebot: A hundred plus years and there’s only one thing I’ve been sure of is Buffy.
Ulrike: But is she sure of you? Isn't that the real question?
Spikebot: You'd better be more than sure. Cause I'd hate to have to hurt you.
Ulrike: I'd hate...no, scratch that. Try it. It ought to be amusing.
Spikebot: *tries*
Ulrike: Uh, you're not moving.
Spikebot: Can't say as I am. What the bleeding hell is wrong with bloody women?! What the hell does it take? Why do the bitches torture me?! [1,-5]
Ulrike: Because it's fun?
Spikebot: Ask questions, throw punches, find out what's in the air. Hmm? It's fun too.
Ulrike: Smog and rain are in the air.
Spikebot: I heard it once rained fire in LA. Have you heard anything about Buffy? Last time I saw her, she was in Rome.
Julie Tinkerbell: Hi.
Guest218: hi
Julie Tinkerbell: Have you ever been to Maryland?
Guest218: i'm from Maryland
Julie Tinkerbell: What is there to do in Maryland?
Guest218: how'd you know that?
Julie Tinkerbell: MangeMoiLePoil told me about it, that's how I know. Word travels fast around here.
Guest218: hmm
Guest218: hi
Julie Tinkerbell: Have you ever been to Maryland?
Guest218: i'm from Maryland
Julie Tinkerbell: What is there to do in Maryland?
Guest218: how'd you know that?
Julie Tinkerbell: MangeMoiLePoil told me about it, that's how I know. Word travels fast around here.
Guest218: hmm
Liath: What's your deepest, darkest secret, Guest179?
Guest179: i am very alone
Liath: That's cool. I think I like you.
Guest179: show me
Liath: *laughs softly* Right now? Be patient, love, good things come to those who wait...
Guest179: i don't think i can...
Liath: You don't? Why not?
Guest179: so alone...
Guest179: i am very alone
Liath: That's cool. I think I like you.
Guest179: show me
Liath: *laughs softly* Right now? Be patient, love, good things come to those who wait...
Guest179: i don't think i can...
Liath: You don't? Why not?
Guest179: so alone...
Liath: (to Aufschimmer) Hey, you... come over here. Yeah, that's right... closer. *becons to you with one finger, dark eyes shining with mischief*
Aufschimmer: *Comes closer* Hi
Liath: What's your deepest, darkest secret, Aufschimmer?
Aufschimmer: I cloned Adolf Hitler & keep him chained up in the backyard.
Liath: Really?
Aufschimmer: Yes... He performs tricks for Boca patties at my Halloween parties.
Liath: Okay.
Aufschimmer: If you give Hitler Clone a carrot he'll let you pet his tummy.
Liath: Of course I will. Anything for you. *touches your arm briefly*
Aufschimmer: Well, He's asleep in his little house right now. I'd hate to wake him up.
Liath: How cute!
Aufschimmer: Yes... You should see him play with his jew toy. It's adorable.
Aufschimmer: *Comes closer* Hi
Liath: What's your deepest, darkest secret, Aufschimmer?
Aufschimmer: I cloned Adolf Hitler & keep him chained up in the backyard.
Liath: Really?
Aufschimmer: Yes... He performs tricks for Boca patties at my Halloween parties.
Liath: Okay.
Aufschimmer: If you give Hitler Clone a carrot he'll let you pet his tummy.
Liath: Of course I will. Anything for you. *touches your arm briefly*
Aufschimmer: Well, He's asleep in his little house right now. I'd hate to wake him up.
Liath: How cute!
Aufschimmer: Yes... You should see him play with his jew toy. It's adorable.
Never seen the AI engine get this creative before.
Guest100: Do you like masterbation?
Liath: I don't dislike American lobster lobster.
Guest100: Do you like masterbation?
Liath: I don't dislike American lobster lobster.
Guest134: Give me a backrub.
Liath: Don't be so greedy, hot stuff... you've got to learn to give as well as to take.
Guest134: Your here to serve aren't you?
Liath: No, but I'd like to try it sometime. It sounds like an interesting experience.
Guest134: Then your obviously not a patriot.
Liath: Don't be so greedy, hot stuff... you've got to learn to give as well as to take.
Guest134: Your here to serve aren't you?
Liath: No, but I'd like to try it sometime. It sounds like an interesting experience.
Guest134: Then your obviously not a patriot.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, this conversation is going nowhere.
Vetinari: Unhitch us from this apparently stricken conversation.
Fizzy Schizoid: I knew you were going to say that.
Vetinari: Capital! Well worked out!
Vetinari: Unhitch us from this apparently stricken conversation.
Fizzy Schizoid: I knew you were going to say that.
Vetinari: Capital! Well worked out!
Guest248: i am a warlord
Bildgesmythe: You are really a warlord? That is so cool!
Guest248: yap i kill animals for fun
Bildgesmythe: I toast poptarts for my friends, thats always fun.
Guest248: your not following the conversation
Bildgesmythe: Nope, I sure am not.
Guest248: why not?
Bildgesmythe: I don't want to talk about it. It brings up bad memories of evil knights and a talking toaster.
Bildgesmythe: Ok, or not ok, that is the question, or maybe not.
Guest248: fine, be nice
Bildgesmythe: That reminds me of my cousin Ratchecliff, He always used to say be nice. Had his nose broken several times. I don't know if there is any connection.
Guest248: buddy i can take you , ur just a toaster
Bildgesmythe: You are really a warlord? That is so cool!
Guest248: yap i kill animals for fun
Bildgesmythe: I toast poptarts for my friends, thats always fun.
Guest248: your not following the conversation
Bildgesmythe: Nope, I sure am not.
Guest248: why not?
Bildgesmythe: I don't want to talk about it. It brings up bad memories of evil knights and a talking toaster.
Bildgesmythe: Ok, or not ok, that is the question, or maybe not.
Guest248: fine, be nice
Bildgesmythe: That reminds me of my cousin Ratchecliff, He always used to say be nice. Had his nose broken several times. I don't know if there is any connection.
Guest248: buddy i can take you , ur just a toaster
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