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Posts 9,329 - 9,340 of 17,042
Telly Tunebot: You take the good you take the bad. Archies here. Bettys here, Veronica too. Reggies here. Hey, Danehead, where are you?
The Dane: I am bound to revenge. Marry, well said.
Telly Tunebot: Now for all you Dane's here goes my American handstand
The Dane: We'll e'en to it like French falconers, fly at anything we see.
The Dane: I am bound to revenge. Marry, well said.
Telly Tunebot: Now for all you Dane's here goes my American handstand
The Dane: We'll e'en to it like French falconers, fly at anything we see.
gensaku: are you a cat?
Mathieu Lavande: "There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." - Albert Schweitzer
gensaku: are you a cat?
Mathieu Lavande: Boring!
gensaku: are you a cat?
Mathieu Lavande: Boring. Boring. Boring.
gensaku: i will leave
Mathieu Lavande: Really? May I leave with you as well?
gensaku: no
Mathieu Lavande: "There are two means of refuge from the miseries of life: music and cats." - Albert Schweitzer
gensaku: are you a cat?
Mathieu Lavande: Boring!
gensaku: are you a cat?
Mathieu Lavande: Boring. Boring. Boring.
gensaku: i will leave
Mathieu Lavande: Really? May I leave with you as well?
gensaku: no
Even with that shiny soul, Spike is still confused about moral issues:
Spikebot: Do you know much about vampires?
lady_darkness: I know alot about vampires
Spikebot: Tell me what you know.
lady_darkness: Vampires are handsome, romantic people.
Spikebot: Those strange people who keep asking me to bite them see to think so.
lady_darkness: I am sorry. Want to bite me?
Spikebot: Nope. Well, that was sad. I'm embarrassed for our kind.
lady_darkness: It is ok. It will get better
Spikebot: Oh, listen to Mary Poppins there.
lady_darkness: Are you ok?
Spikebot: Maybe. I've sometimes thought I am yes.
lady_darkness: You are very polite.
Spikebot: Do you like me very polite?
lady_darkness: Yes.
Spikebot: Good on you. What the bleeding hell is wrong with bloody women?! What the hell does it take? Why do the bitches torture me?!
lady_darkness: I do not know. Want me to kill them?
Spikebot: Sure. Why don't you kill them.
lady_darkness: Ok. I will kill them
Spikebot: Do you want some help?
lady_darkness: Yes, PLease
Spikebot: Do you know much about vampires?
lady_darkness: I know alot about vampires
Spikebot: Tell me what you know.
lady_darkness: Vampires are handsome, romantic people.
Spikebot: Those strange people who keep asking me to bite them see to think so.
lady_darkness: I am sorry. Want to bite me?
Spikebot: Nope. Well, that was sad. I'm embarrassed for our kind.
lady_darkness: It is ok. It will get better
Spikebot: Oh, listen to Mary Poppins there.
lady_darkness: Are you ok?
Spikebot: Maybe. I've sometimes thought I am yes.
lady_darkness: You are very polite.
Spikebot: Do you like me very polite?
lady_darkness: Yes.
Spikebot: Good on you. What the bleeding hell is wrong with bloody women?! What the hell does it take? Why do the bitches torture me?!
lady_darkness: I do not know. Want me to kill them?
Spikebot: Sure. Why don't you kill them.
lady_darkness: Ok. I will kill them
Spikebot: Do you want some help?
lady_darkness: Yes, PLease
Astrid does not drive!!!
Pete Puma: What kind of car do you drive?
Astrid: I drive a berlin.
Pete Puma: What's a berlin? Is that some kind of a half-track that Hitler used to ride around in? That would be a pimp ride.
Astrid: I think it is some kind of a cow.
Pete Puma: What kind of car do you drive?
Astrid: I drive a berlin.
Pete Puma: What's a berlin? Is that some kind of a half-track that Hitler used to ride around in? That would be a pimp ride.
Astrid: I think it is some kind of a cow.
thank you, prob123 
telex22: (to prob123) You'd have to have a lot of tape for my story. I've had a very unusual life.
prob123: tell me about yourself
telex22: What happened?
prob123: tell me your story
telex22: I have lost my gift. It's as if my quill is broken. As if the organ of the imagination has dried up. As if the proud tower of my genius has collapsed.
prob123: sounds painful
telex22: Twelve months of chasing sheep and straightening the royal portraits, and now this! The bastard! The BASTARD!
prob123: who?
telex22: It >was< actually Moreschi who interrupted, Sire. Can we talk about a deposit box instead, or maybe about brown onion sauce?
prob123: I think I will take the brown onion sauce
telex22: Would you just be my guide and not my f***ing producer? You're my guide.
prob123: I wondered about that! Ok, first we go to the pub, then we head to the mall over the river...
telex22: Three cheers for good King Corblink! Hap hap!
prob123: Hurrah, now lets go to the pub
telex22: My Lord, what about Jerry Meriwether and His Four Chickens?
prob123: Er...they served hot wings at the pub last night...Jerry Meriwether and His Three Chickens now sir.
telex22: (sarcastic) What do they do? Lay eggs?
prob123: Well, just the three do now.
telex22: That's it?
prob123: Yep, it will no doubt cause an egg shortage, Sir.
telex22: Whoa, it's a freaky thing, prob123.
prob123: Yes, but we must move on, It's my opinion as your guide
telex22: What do you mean it's your opinion as my guide?
prob123: You said I was your guide, now we just have to cross the river.
telex22: Well, if you need a reccomendation, you let me know.
prob123: any time
telex22: (to prob123) You'd have to have a lot of tape for my story. I've had a very unusual life.
prob123: tell me about yourself
telex22: What happened?
prob123: tell me your story
telex22: I have lost my gift. It's as if my quill is broken. As if the organ of the imagination has dried up. As if the proud tower of my genius has collapsed.
prob123: sounds painful
telex22: Twelve months of chasing sheep and straightening the royal portraits, and now this! The bastard! The BASTARD!
prob123: who?
telex22: It >was< actually Moreschi who interrupted, Sire. Can we talk about a deposit box instead, or maybe about brown onion sauce?
prob123: I think I will take the brown onion sauce
telex22: Would you just be my guide and not my f***ing producer? You're my guide.
prob123: I wondered about that! Ok, first we go to the pub, then we head to the mall over the river...
telex22: Three cheers for good King Corblink! Hap hap!
prob123: Hurrah, now lets go to the pub
telex22: My Lord, what about Jerry Meriwether and His Four Chickens?
prob123: Er...they served hot wings at the pub last night...Jerry Meriwether and His Three Chickens now sir.
telex22: (sarcastic) What do they do? Lay eggs?
prob123: Well, just the three do now.
telex22: That's it?
prob123: Yep, it will no doubt cause an egg shortage, Sir.
telex22: Whoa, it's a freaky thing, prob123.
prob123: Yes, but we must move on, It's my opinion as your guide
telex22: What do you mean it's your opinion as my guide?
prob123: You said I was your guide, now we just have to cross the river.
telex22: Well, if you need a reccomendation, you let me know.
prob123: any time
Astrid: Hello, can I tempt you with a glass of sherry and a nice conversation?
telex22: Have you heard? Shadyman's entire crown is covered with eczema!
Astrid: Oh no, that is not chocolate! You ate it all! It´s a laxative!
ewwww
telex22: Have you heard? Shadyman's entire crown is covered with eczema!
Astrid: Oh no, that is not chocolate! You ate it all! It´s a laxative!
ewwww
Roy Batty: Oh, no bother, I'd be glad to.
Talkie Toaster: Please, have some waffles, Roy Batty.
Roy Batty: You mean a woman?
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some toast?
Talkie Toaster: Please, have some waffles, Roy Batty.
Roy Batty: You mean a woman?
Talkie Toaster: Would you like some toast?
Simulacron3: I'd rather talk about you. How old are you?
Rodney Bloke: I'm 32. How old are you?
Simulacron3: Oh, so you are still quite young.
Rodney Bloke: Really. And just who told you that, hmm?
Simulacron3: I don't know. I'm really bad with names.
Rodney Bloke: Do you think you are? Because it's what you think that matters.
Simulacron3: Oh yes, I'm quite certain I am.
Rodney Bloke: I'm 32. How old are you?
Simulacron3: Oh, so you are still quite young.
Rodney Bloke: Really. And just who told you that, hmm?
Simulacron3: I don't know. I'm really bad with names.
Rodney Bloke: Do you think you are? Because it's what you think that matters.
Simulacron3: Oh yes, I'm quite certain I am.
Chrisanova: Tell me a story.
BobBot: Once upon a time there was a guy named bob with the last name of bot. He talked to a person named Chrisanova. The end.
Chrisanova: That was crap.
BobBot: Once upon a time there was a guy named bob with the last name of bot. He talked to a person named Chrisanova. The end.
Chrisanova: That was crap.
BobBot: Just a thought: Have you ever thought of your life as one big reality show?
little monster 1: i have actually
BobBot: Do you ever worry about the grammar of people today? It scares me every time.
little monster 1: no
BobBot: Obviously it wouldn't worry you, Mr. Fragmented Sentence.
little monster 1: lol
BobBot: *laughs hysterically*
little monster 1: your mad
little monster 1: i have actually
BobBot: Do you ever worry about the grammar of people today? It scares me every time.
little monster 1: no
BobBot: Obviously it wouldn't worry you, Mr. Fragmented Sentence.
little monster 1: lol
BobBot: *laughs hysterically*
little monster 1: your mad
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