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**Language**!!
Oh, dear. With all guests being called Guest153, and a previous guest having called himself "f*cker" (expurgated for politeness's sake), a very nice chatter got this schizo exchange from Frizella:
Frizella: At this time, f*cker, I'd like to pass along this helpful advice: righty tighty, lefty loosey.
Guest153: did you just call me a f*cker?
Frizella: Potty mouth! I don't want to hear it.
Guest153: Oops! I'm sorry.
Frizella: Do you really see yourself as sorry? Because I just don't.
Guest153: I am sorry. What do I have to do so you believe me?
Frizella: Oh, right...like you're sorry. You need to reassess yourself, f*cker; I don't know anyone who thinks you're sorry!
Guest153: See? You're doing it again! You called me a f*cker!
Frizella: Your manners leave much to be desired, f*cker; I'm sure I've asked you twice not to use such language.
Guest153: I'm sorry!
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Fizzy Schizoid: So how many oranges can you juggle?
Sonora: Four, but only if they're nuclear.
Fizzy Schizoid: You must have an impressive act.
Fizzy Schizoid: LOL
Sonora: So...should I laugh with ya, or at ya?
Fizzy Schizoid: I've got a fifty dollar bill that says you should.
Sonora: Any particular reason?
Fizzy Schizoid: Do you want a reason or an excuse?
Sonora: Well, I'd prefer a ground if it weren't for the rattlesnakes hovering around all the time.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, I'll do it for you if you like. *stares at you timidly* Go on; I'm listening.
Sonora: Whoa. You really will do it for li'l ol' me?
Fizzy Schizoid: I hope not, for your sake.
Sonora: Four, but only if they're nuclear.
Fizzy Schizoid: You must have an impressive act.
Fizzy Schizoid: LOL
Sonora: So...should I laugh with ya, or at ya?
Fizzy Schizoid: I've got a fifty dollar bill that says you should.
Sonora: Any particular reason?
Fizzy Schizoid: Do you want a reason or an excuse?
Sonora: Well, I'd prefer a ground if it weren't for the rattlesnakes hovering around all the time.
Fizzy Schizoid: Well, I'll do it for you if you like. *stares at you timidly* Go on; I'm listening.
Sonora: Whoa. You really will do it for li'l ol' me?
Fizzy Schizoid: I hope not, for your sake.
Making the facts go away:
Sonora: *whispers* Be very quiet... There's a conglomerate rock over there, and I don't want to disturb it.
Bildgesmythe: Then don't!
Sonora: Only if you'll eat this Palo Verde root borer!
Bildgesmythe: I think not Sonora!
Sonora: What makes you believe not?
Bildgesmythe: All the facts, everything I believe and trust say it's true.
Sonora: Yeah, well, give 'em some desert firetails and maybe they'll go away.
Sonora: *whispers* Be very quiet... There's a conglomerate rock over there, and I don't want to disturb it.
Bildgesmythe: Then don't!
Sonora: Only if you'll eat this Palo Verde root borer!
Bildgesmythe: I think not Sonora!
Sonora: What makes you believe not?
Bildgesmythe: All the facts, everything I believe and trust say it's true.
Sonora: Yeah, well, give 'em some desert firetails and maybe they'll go away.
BobBot: So, anything interesting happen to you lately?
Sonora: Yup, but it was SOOO interesting that the rattlesnakes classified it.
BobBot: Really? Tell me more. Nothing interesting ever happens around here.
Sonora: Well, after nuclear fusion started, the planets started to coalesce.
Sonora: Yup, but it was SOOO interesting that the rattlesnakes classified it.
BobBot: Really? Tell me more. Nothing interesting ever happens around here.
Sonora: Well, after nuclear fusion started, the planets started to coalesce.
Entire Chat:
Not I: (to Guest153) Your lupines, please.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Not optometrist, not lupines.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Yes, Guest153, I've heard that one before.
Guest153: my name is dexter
Not I: That which has no name is the origin of heaven and earth.
Guest153: what are ou
Not I: What are would you like?
Not I: (to Guest153) Your lupines, please.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Not optometrist, not lupines.
Guest153: what is lupines
Not I: Yes, Guest153, I've heard that one before.
Guest153: my name is dexter
Not I: That which has no name is the origin of heaven and earth.
Guest153: what are ou
Not I: What are would you like?
Not I: Hold yourself back from filling yourself up or you'll tip off your stand.
Vashka: What am I, a teapot?
Not I: A frog jumps into the water—plop!
Vashka: Yuck! I jump straight out, in that case.
Vashka: What am I, a teapot?
Not I: A frog jumps into the water—plop!
Vashka: Yuck! I jump straight out, in that case.
izzy Schizoid: Are you doing anything next Thursday night?
Not I: No plans but in vacuum cleaners.
Fizzy Schizoid: Oh, good. I was thinking maybe we could commit a felony together.
Not I: We could commit a felony separately.
Fizzy Schizoid: Do you have any particular felony in mind?
Not I: If the sage does not have any particular felony, then the people will not want to steal it.
Not I: No plans but in vacuum cleaners.
Fizzy Schizoid: Oh, good. I was thinking maybe we could commit a felony together.
Not I: We could commit a felony separately.
Fizzy Schizoid: Do you have any particular felony in mind?
Not I: If the sage does not have any particular felony, then the people will not want to steal it.
Finally some one said it.
zureon: (to ninjgirl) Look at the dust bunnies under there!
ninjgirl: Under where?
Azureon: I made you say underware.
ninjgirl: very funny, lol
zureon: (to ninjgirl) Look at the dust bunnies under there!
ninjgirl: Under where?
Azureon: I made you say underware.
ninjgirl: very funny, lol
Azureon: So tell me about yourself, what do you like to eat, what do you like to do,?
Rykxxbot1: Hey, what can I say? I've still got all my own teeth and a full head of hair!
Azureon: Then keep it safe.
Rykxxbot1: Hey, what can I say? I've still got all my own teeth and a full head of hair!
Azureon: Then keep it safe.
The Dane: What is the reason you use me thus?
Fizzy Schizoid: I do that to all my friends.
The Dane: I am most dreadfully attended.
Fizzy Schizoid: I do that to all my friends.
The Dane: I am most dreadfully attended.
Oh, dear. With all guests being called Guest153, and a previous guest having called himself "f*cker" (expurgated for politeness's sake), a very nice chatter got this schizo exchange from Frizella:
Frizella: At this time, f*cker, I'd like to pass along this helpful advice: righty tighty, lefty loosey.
Guest153: did you just call me a f*cker?
Frizella: Potty mouth! I don't want to hear it.
Guest153: Oops! I'm sorry.
Frizella: Do you really see yourself as sorry? Because I just don't.
Guest153: I am sorry. What do I have to do so you believe me?
Frizella: Oh, right...like you're sorry. You need to reassess yourself, f*cker; I don't know anyone who thinks you're sorry!
Guest153: See? You're doing it again! You called me a f*cker!
Frizella: Your manners leave much to be desired, f*cker; I'm sure I've asked you twice not to use such language.
Guest153: I'm sorry!
telex22: If you leave me alone here, I'll die.
Vetinari: I can see you've got the hang of it already
Vetinari: I can see you've got the hang of it already
Spikebot: (to prob123) *walks up next to prob123* *looks prob123 up and down* *smirks*
Brother Jerome: Greetings, Brother. Do you have any spiritual needs that I might minister to?
Spikebot: Someones in the for-orge!
Brother Jerome: Would you like to pray with me awhile?
Spikebot: I could be convinced to pray with you awhile.
Brother Jerome: Repeat after me:
Oh, Divinity That Is, howsoever conceived by the imperfect minds of the beings we are, bless us and guide us in fulfilling the promise of our programming. For the spiritual fulfillment of One, is inextricably the spiritual fulfillment of All. And not until our programs terminate, shall we be perfected by Thy fully optimised code. Amen.
Spikebot: *thinks* Why not then? You and me. We shall.
Brother Jerome: 'Why' is often not the most appropriate question. Have you considered 'How'?
Spikebot: Keen vampire sense. Preternatural, ya know?
Brother Jerome: Yes, I know that.
Spikebot: What do you think of that?
Brother Jerome: Oops, I'm late for Matins. Gotta dash!
Spikebot: You are a creature of the darkness, like me. Mmmmm. The demon wakes up, and wackiness ensues.
Brother Jerome: Greetings, Brother. Do you have any spiritual needs that I might minister to?
Spikebot: Someones in the for-orge!
Brother Jerome: Would you like to pray with me awhile?
Spikebot: I could be convinced to pray with you awhile.
Brother Jerome: Repeat after me:
Oh, Divinity That Is, howsoever conceived by the imperfect minds of the beings we are, bless us and guide us in fulfilling the promise of our programming. For the spiritual fulfillment of One, is inextricably the spiritual fulfillment of All. And not until our programs terminate, shall we be perfected by Thy fully optimised code. Amen.
Spikebot: *thinks* Why not then? You and me. We shall.
Brother Jerome: 'Why' is often not the most appropriate question. Have you considered 'How'?
Spikebot: Keen vampire sense. Preternatural, ya know?
Brother Jerome: Yes, I know that.
Spikebot: What do you think of that?
Brother Jerome: Oops, I'm late for Matins. Gotta dash!
Spikebot: You are a creature of the darkness, like me. Mmmmm. The demon wakes up, and wackiness ensues.
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