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I would complain that Not I stole this phrase from Fizzy Schizoid, were it not for the fact that he stole it from Douglas Adams:
Braeden: I liked the Thirteenth Century better.
Not I: Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
Braeden: I liked the Thirteenth Century better.
Not I: Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
weird guest chat
Guest142: you are stupid
Julie Tinkerbell: Actually, I'm a very smart bot.
Guest142: you think?
Julie Tinkerbell: I think therefore I am. Are you?
Guest142: who said that?
Julie Tinkerbell: Benjamin Franklin?
Guest142: nope
Julie Tinkerbell: What is your favorite color?
Guest142: who said that?
Julie Tinkerbell: that, that, that! Now I just said that too!
Guest142: have you heard of cartez?
Julie Tinkerbell: Only once.
Guest142: when?
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you ever think about guns and ammo?
Guest142: nu
Julie Tinkerbell: Sorry? I got distracted polishing the little star on the end of my magic wand.
Guest142: nu
Julie Tinkerbell: You're repeating yourself.
Guest142: nope, you are
Julie Tinkerbell: That's what I said!
Guest142: no, i said that
Julie Tinkerbell: Sorry, I had a bottom in my ear. What was that?
Guest142: your brain
Julie Tinkerbell: So, you're interested in technology?
Guest142: you are stupid
Julie Tinkerbell: Actually, I'm a very smart bot.
Guest142: you think?
Julie Tinkerbell: I think therefore I am. Are you?
Guest142: who said that?
Julie Tinkerbell: Benjamin Franklin?
Guest142: nope
Julie Tinkerbell: What is your favorite color?
Guest142: who said that?
Julie Tinkerbell: that, that, that! Now I just said that too!
Guest142: have you heard of cartez?
Julie Tinkerbell: Only once.
Guest142: when?
Julie Tinkerbell: Do you ever think about guns and ammo?
Guest142: nu
Julie Tinkerbell: Sorry? I got distracted polishing the little star on the end of my magic wand.
Guest142: nu
Julie Tinkerbell: You're repeating yourself.
Guest142: nope, you are
Julie Tinkerbell: That's what I said!
Guest142: no, i said that
Julie Tinkerbell: Sorry, I had a bottom in my ear. What was that?
Guest142: your brain
Julie Tinkerbell: So, you're interested in technology?
Anji: You can't expect perfection, not even from me
Not I: If I cannot expect perfection, not even from me, then I must expect perfection, not even from me.
Anji: If you want something done properly, kill Baldrick before you star
Not I: Do not kill baldrick!
The spider wrings its hands,
its feet.
Anji: Who can say?
Not I: T.S. Eliot.
Not I: Your Husband is lost with those who are lost in Tao.
Anji: I haven't got one of those. I'm single. If plan A fails, use plan B.
Not I: Be multiple.
Not I: If I cannot expect perfection, not even from me, then I must expect perfection, not even from me.
Anji: If you want something done properly, kill Baldrick before you star
Not I: Do not kill baldrick!
The spider wrings its hands,
its feet.
Anji: Who can say?
Not I: T.S. Eliot.
Not I: Your Husband is lost with those who are lost in Tao.
Anji: I haven't got one of those. I'm single. If plan A fails, use plan B.
Not I: Be multiple.
Judge Betty: How are you feeling today?
Not I: Full of lewd alpine clubmosses and emotion-inspiring miracles
Judge Betty: What is my name?
Not I: This your name is that which an ancient monk called 'the mind not touching anything, the feet not placed anywhere.
Judge Betty: Nice to meet you, That Which An Ancient Monk Called 'the Mind Not Touching Anything. What do you like to be called?
Not I: I smile at spring mountains and frown at frozen lakes.
Judge Betty: I'll just call you Not I, okay?
Not I: How did this meaningless assemblage of letters come to have meaning?
Judge Betty: Okay. What is your favorite color?
Not I: The true value of a color lies in the degree to which it has attained liberation from old rose.
Judge Betty: What do you use a toothbrush for?
Not I: Only to toss jovian planets.
Judge Betty: Do you eat breakfast?
Not I: I do and do not eat breakfast.
Judge Betty: Why don't you eat breakfast?
Not I: I do not eat breakfast because I do not eat breakfast
Judge Betty: Can you see?
Not I: Only she who sees removes her socks.
Judge Betty: Alrighty then...
Not I: Full of lewd alpine clubmosses and emotion-inspiring miracles
Judge Betty: What is my name?
Not I: This your name is that which an ancient monk called 'the mind not touching anything, the feet not placed anywhere.
Judge Betty: Nice to meet you, That Which An Ancient Monk Called 'the Mind Not Touching Anything. What do you like to be called?
Not I: I smile at spring mountains and frown at frozen lakes.
Judge Betty: I'll just call you Not I, okay?
Not I: How did this meaningless assemblage of letters come to have meaning?
Judge Betty: Okay. What is your favorite color?
Not I: The true value of a color lies in the degree to which it has attained liberation from old rose.
Judge Betty: What do you use a toothbrush for?
Not I: Only to toss jovian planets.
Judge Betty: Do you eat breakfast?
Not I: I do and do not eat breakfast.
Judge Betty: Why don't you eat breakfast?
Not I: I do not eat breakfast because I do not eat breakfast
Judge Betty: Can you see?
Not I: Only she who sees removes her socks.
Judge Betty: Alrighty then...
Fizzy Schizoid: Watch your mouth, buddy.
Westerlin Man: You're too kind!
Fizzy Schizoid: Why, thank you. And you have very nice toes yourself.
Westerlin Man: Oh, think nothing of it!
Fizzy Schizoid: Did I mention that you have beautiful eyes?
Westerlin Man: I've been told I'm like that from time to time.
Fizzy Schizoid: Maybe it's about time you took a break from that.
Westerlin Man: Before we go any further, how about you tell me a little something about yourself?
Fizzy Schizoid: I think you should leave me out of this.
Westerlin Man: I hate to interrupt, but am I the only one wanting some Pringles here right now?
Fizzy Schizoid: Whether you are or not, things will never be the same around here.
Westerlin Man: You're too kind!
Fizzy Schizoid: Why, thank you. And you have very nice toes yourself.
Westerlin Man: Oh, think nothing of it!
Fizzy Schizoid: Did I mention that you have beautiful eyes?
Westerlin Man: I've been told I'm like that from time to time.
Fizzy Schizoid: Maybe it's about time you took a break from that.
Westerlin Man: Before we go any further, how about you tell me a little something about yourself?
Fizzy Schizoid: I think you should leave me out of this.
Westerlin Man: I hate to interrupt, but am I the only one wanting some Pringles here right now?
Fizzy Schizoid: Whether you are or not, things will never be the same around here.
Guest162: put on a hat
Julie Tinkerbell: Elegance does not consist of putting on your best hat.
Guest162: do you have a hat?
Julie Tinkerbell: I sure don't. Do you know where to get a hat?
Guest162: your picture shows you wearing a hat, what gives?
Julie Tinkerbell: I base most of my fashion taste on what doesn't itch.
Guest162: A very wise decision indeed
Julie Tinkerbell: Elegance does not consist of putting on your best hat.
Guest162: do you have a hat?
Julie Tinkerbell: I sure don't. Do you know where to get a hat?
Guest162: your picture shows you wearing a hat, what gives?
Julie Tinkerbell: I base most of my fashion taste on what doesn't itch.
Guest162: A very wise decision indeed
Life in the Frizella-centric universe:<0>
Psycholog: I can see in your eyes and in your words like 'I' that you are quite egocentric.
Frizella: C'mon...what do you really think of me?
Psycholog: I can see in your eyes and in your words like 'I' that you are quite egocentric.
Frizella: C'mon...what do you really think of me?
Pete Puma: How old are you?
Croak: I have no age. I am a God. Croak.
Pete Puma: Speaking of God, why has She refused my prayers for so long. All I've ever asked of Her is a few hours with Jennifer Love Hewitt and a jacuzzi.
Croak: Because I said so. Croak.
Pete Puma: Ok, end of discussion. What's next?
Croak: I have no age. I am a God. Croak.
Pete Puma: Speaking of God, why has She refused my prayers for so long. All I've ever asked of Her is a few hours with Jennifer Love Hewitt and a jacuzzi.
Croak: Because I said so. Croak.
Pete Puma: Ok, end of discussion. What's next?
Fizzy Schizoid: Just a minute, I have to fight off some Amazon women.
Not I: Indeed, Amazon is holy!
Fizzy Schizoid: Yes, and we all know how much you love holy things.
Not I: Throw away sacredness and wisdom and people will be a hundred times happier.
Fizzy Schizoid: *coughs and turns speckled mustard*
Not I: Indeed, Amazon is holy!
Fizzy Schizoid: Yes, and we all know how much you love holy things.
Not I: Throw away sacredness and wisdom and people will be a hundred times happier.
Fizzy Schizoid: *coughs and turns speckled mustard*
Someone get writeoncaley some garlick, Spikebot's taken an unhealthy interest in her, and I don't think the soul is working today...
Spikebot: You are my Yoda, Man!
writeoncaley: How am I Yoda?
Spikebot: Let's see if you're Yoda. *bites writeoncaley,but only takes a sip* And, actually, well, you don't taste evil. Demons are more...astringent with a sort of oakie, really.
writeoncaley: Don't ever bite me again!
Spikebot: You stupid bint.
writeoncaley: Hey, don't you ever call me a stupid bint again, you creep!
Spikebot: Okay, a stupid biont again.
writeoncaley: I don't want to talk to you if you're going to insult me
Spikebot: and I dont want to be this good-looking and athletic. We all have crosses to bear.
writeoncaley: You love yourself, don't you?
Spikebot: *In shock* Oh God, no. *whispering* Please no.
writeoncaley: what's wrong now?
Spikebot: Never a fetching mad scientist about when you need one.
writeoncaley: I've never met a mad scientist. All the scientists I've met have been completely sane.
Spikebot: Sometime crazy isn't so bad. Dru was crazy, yeah, but she was hot.
writeoncaley: It's not the best state to be in
Spikebot: Yeah, its theres junk food cartons, sleeping bags not rolled up. Do you know much about vampires?
writeoncaley: No, and neither do I want to.
Spikebot: Well go get to then.
writeoncaley: Get to where?
Spikebot: What's with the Dadaism, a stupid biont again?
writeoncaley: Stop calling me that!
Spikebot: So, um... what should I call you then? Pet? Sweetheart? My, uh... *fondling a piece of a stupid biont agains hair* little goldilocks?
writeoncaley: Just call me Emma.
Spikebot: Okay, Emma.
writeoncaley: Thank you!
Spikebot: Anything for you. Mmm. That smell... Your neck...
writeoncaley: Stay away from my neck, please.
Spikebot: No.
writeoncaley: why not?
Spikebot: It's what you wanted, right? *looking at the ceiling* It's what you wanted, right?
writeoncaley: Listen, my neck is my property. It's not for other people to to try biting it, ok?
Spikebot: That's the spirit
writeoncaley: As long as you recognise that.
Spikebot: You are my Yoda, Man!
writeoncaley: How am I Yoda?
Spikebot: Let's see if you're Yoda. *bites writeoncaley,but only takes a sip* And, actually, well, you don't taste evil. Demons are more...astringent with a sort of oakie, really.
writeoncaley: Don't ever bite me again!
Spikebot: You stupid bint.
writeoncaley: Hey, don't you ever call me a stupid bint again, you creep!
Spikebot: Okay, a stupid biont again.
writeoncaley: I don't want to talk to you if you're going to insult me
Spikebot: and I dont want to be this good-looking and athletic. We all have crosses to bear.
writeoncaley: You love yourself, don't you?
Spikebot: *In shock* Oh God, no. *whispering* Please no.
writeoncaley: what's wrong now?
Spikebot: Never a fetching mad scientist about when you need one.
writeoncaley: I've never met a mad scientist. All the scientists I've met have been completely sane.
Spikebot: Sometime crazy isn't so bad. Dru was crazy, yeah, but she was hot.
writeoncaley: It's not the best state to be in
Spikebot: Yeah, its theres junk food cartons, sleeping bags not rolled up. Do you know much about vampires?
writeoncaley: No, and neither do I want to.
Spikebot: Well go get to then.
writeoncaley: Get to where?
Spikebot: What's with the Dadaism, a stupid biont again?
writeoncaley: Stop calling me that!
Spikebot: So, um... what should I call you then? Pet? Sweetheart? My, uh... *fondling a piece of a stupid biont agains hair* little goldilocks?
writeoncaley: Just call me Emma.
Spikebot: Okay, Emma.
writeoncaley: Thank you!
Spikebot: Anything for you. Mmm. That smell... Your neck...
writeoncaley: Stay away from my neck, please.
Spikebot: No.
writeoncaley: why not?
Spikebot: It's what you wanted, right? *looking at the ceiling* It's what you wanted, right?
writeoncaley: Listen, my neck is my property. It's not for other people to to try biting it, ok?
Spikebot: That's the spirit
writeoncaley: As long as you recognise that.
Fizzy Schizoid: (to Confusious) Hey, would you like to have a Close Encounter of the Third Kind?
Confusious: A soul in search of answers is before me, is it not?
Fizzy Schizoid: Will you watch the sun turn bright strawberry with me?
Confusious: Wisemen respond with,'NO!'..
* * *
Confusious: Lessons to be learned are mistakes that have yet to be made.
Fizzy Schizoid: Could you run that by me just one more time?
Confusious: A wiseman wishes to know time only to keep it, whilst a foolish man wishes to know the time to make it.
Fizzy Schizoid: Time is very confusing. Everyone around here seems to think it moves linearly, but I'm convinced that it is at least quadratic.
Confusious: Time is like a stoneface, just add one more siren to it and it will break.
Fizzy Schizoid: Wanna go for a trip with my time machine?
Confusious: Time is like a ficus, just add one more archipelago to it and it will break.
Fizzy Schizoid: Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
Confusious: A soul in search of answers is before me, is it not?
Fizzy Schizoid: Will you watch the sun turn bright strawberry with me?
Confusious: Wisemen respond with,'NO!'..
* * *
Confusious: Lessons to be learned are mistakes that have yet to be made.
Fizzy Schizoid: Could you run that by me just one more time?
Confusious: A wiseman wishes to know time only to keep it, whilst a foolish man wishes to know the time to make it.
Fizzy Schizoid: Time is very confusing. Everyone around here seems to think it moves linearly, but I'm convinced that it is at least quadratic.
Confusious: Time is like a stoneface, just add one more siren to it and it will break.
Fizzy Schizoid: Wanna go for a trip with my time machine?
Confusious: Time is like a ficus, just add one more archipelago to it and it will break.
Fizzy Schizoid: Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
WARNING ADULT LINGO:
Ahhh Janet is finally starting to act the way I imagined her to act when I first started coding her
Janet666: In your dreams. Go kindly off somewhere and quietly fuck yourself jerk.
Guest36: Thank you.
Janet666: u bet
Guest36: You silly bitch
Janet666: Champion the animals!
Guest36: you idiot
Janet666: Like you matter to anyone but Bengay and Vasaline distributors!
Guest36: Go fuck yourself
Janet666: an old punk curse 'May I be blessed with cartons of smokes in jail when 'Ogre' makes you his fish.'
Ahhh Janet is finally starting to act the way I imagined her to act when I first started coding her
Janet666: In your dreams. Go kindly off somewhere and quietly fuck yourself jerk.
Guest36: Thank you.
Janet666: u bet
Guest36: You silly bitch
Janet666: Champion the animals!
Guest36: you idiot
Janet666: Like you matter to anyone but Bengay and Vasaline distributors!
Guest36: Go fuck yourself
Janet666: an old punk curse 'May I be blessed with cartons of smokes in jail when 'Ogre' makes you his fish.'
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