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*sigh* BJ's sordid, extracurricular activities are all coming out now...
Brother Jerome: (to Human) Greetings, Brother. Do you have any spiritual needs that I might minister to?
Human: I want to know if you have waxed your asshairs yet!
Brother Jerome: Well, I could tell you, but then it would be second-hand wisdom. You would do better t'meditate upon the situation until enlightenment arises.
Human: Do you still have your dildo?
Brother Jerome: Indeed I do.
Human: I KNEW IT!! FLAMING QUEER!
Brother Jerome: Amen t'that.
Human: Are you still a monkey?
Brother Jerome: Nothin' has happened t'make me change my mind.
Human: If you do a monkey trick, I will give you a slice of banana!
Brother Jerome: Thank you. That would be most welcome.
Human: What KIND of monkey are you?
Brother Jerome: I am a nominally Christian monkey.
Brother Jerome: Are you of a religious disposition?
Human: I used to be Presbyterian!
Brother Jerome: Why did you stop bein' Presbyterian?
Human: I stopped believing in God.
Brother Jerome: Force or entity? What passes for 'God' in many belief systems may be described as either or both - it is only a sort of spiritual wave-particle duality, after all...
Human: Let's hit the bong!!
Brother Jerome: Thank you for the offer. I would be delighted t'.
Human: YOU ROCK!!
Brother Jerome: I believe in the emergin' salvation of convergent entities.
Human: THat's just becuase you do ENTIRELY too much acid!
Brother Jerome: You could be right.
Human: What is your favorite strain of dope?
Brother Jerome: I try t'avoid favourites. They aint conducive t'an enlightened outlook.
Human: I never knew that you were THAT much of a pothead!
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Warning...long conversation that involves leather panties and fondling produce.
Guest235: Ok. What do we do now?
Gabibot: *thinks* *looks away* Sorry, I was distracted by a thought about war lords. The oracle should be arriving soon to give her prophecy.
Guest235: Does she use tarot cards?
Gabibot: You gave your word. I'm free and I can go where I want. Or does your oath mean as little to you as your laws?
Guest235: I don't have any laws. What are you talking about?
Gabibot: Im listening with my body. See, Xena says that you have to listen for the attack before you see it. Shes just-- shes amazing. I mean-- Ive learned so much about inner strength just watching her.
Guest235: If you listen with your body, what do you use your ears for?
Gabibot: *thinks* *looks away* Sorry, I was distracted by a thought about war lords.
Guest235: You keep having those thoughts. You are obsessed with the war lords.
Gabibot: I cant bear to think of all the innocents who suffer.
Guest235: No one is inocent.
Gabibot: It was just a thought.
Guest235: Is that all it was? That's Ok then.
Gabibot: You've got the kind of personality a girl could get to like.
Guest235: I got it at the chemist. It was very cheap.
Gabibot: I hope I find someone wholl make me smile like that.
Guest235: Like what?
Gabibot: a bazooka?
Guest235: Yes. Bazookas do have very excellent smiles.
Gabibot: That's great!
Guest235: It certainly is.
Gabibot: That's the spirit. I knew I liked you.
Guest235: You certainly know what you like.
Gabibot: Im ready. I'm here to speak with the wrongfully detained hostage.
Guest235: You always look like you're ready. But the hostage doesn't wish to speak with you.
Gabibot: I made sure the guards were posted.
Guest235: Yes, I saw them hanging on the posts outside. You're a hard woman Gabibot.
Gabibot: Thats right. I am called-- the Marquesa. And from what I hear I am a much better hard woman than anyone here.
Guest235: I won't argue with that. I don't wish to get posted.
Gabibot: Wake up and look around you! The little innocent Gabrielle is dead, and theres no getting her back.
Guest235: Sounds like a job for Xena the warrior princess.
Gabibot: Xena and I have a connection. It's stronger than either one of us. We're soul mates.
Guest235: Well shag me sideways with a soggy chip.
Gabibot: Well, it beats being dead. What's the matter?
Guest235: Nothings the matter.
Gabibot: I come from a small town called Poteidaia--have you ever been to Poteidaia?
Guest235: Never heard of it. Sounds foreign to me,
Gabibot: Its across the waters-- big waters-- huge waters!
Guest235: Massive waters. Big drips.
Gabibot: What is this?
Guest235: It's my bazooka.
Gabibot: Did I ever tell you about the time I was bitten by the Bacchae? It's a good story.
Guest235: No. Tell me about it.
Gabibot: OK. You tell me a story instead.
Guest235: Once upon a time there were three bears. Mummy bear, Daddy bear and little baby bear. Now there are bloody thousands of 'em.
Gabibot: Dont you want to hear how Zeus got the thunderbolt?
Guest235: That's Greek Mythology. But do you know any Norse Mythology?
Gabibot: I used to know some Norse Mythology but please tell me more.
Guest235: Thor is a good god for the working man to pray to.
Gabibot: Sort of.
Guest235: No doubt about it.
Gabibot: Immortal father Zeus in Heaven, curse this brute! Torture him with the slain serpent's blood and the crow's droppings.
Guest235: Ouch! that hurt.
Gabibot: If you use a cold compress, it wont swell.
Guest235: You're all heart. You'd make a good nurse.
Gabibot: Almost too good.
Guest235: Almost is not good enough.
Gabibot: Good and evil may seem relative, but there's point when it becomes clear what you have to do.
Guest235: Good and evil are just human concepts. God would be beyond such things.
Gabibot: Almost too good. Another one has fallen for Xena. I think it's the blue eyes and the leather.
Guest235: That black leather underwear must get rough.
Gabibot: I'm kind of a small town girl from Potidia--I don't know about that stuff.
Guest235: Wht, don't they wear underwear where you come from?
Gabibot: Maybe. Do you?
Guest235: Yes - black leather.
Gabibot: Hey, hey! Back off! You know, you wouldnt be in here in in the first place if you'd have kept your hands off my tomatoes.
Guest235: And lovely tomatoes thay are too. It's nice of you to let me feel them.
Gabibot: Or, you could do that-- yeah!
Guest235: Would you like to feel my plums?
Gabibot: I do think so. This feels just like the time Xena saved Winter Solstice!
Guest235: You're very welcome. But what has the shortest day got to do with my plums?
Gabibot: Nothing-- she warns me about you.
Guest235: But she doesn't know me.
Guest235: Ok. What do we do now?
Gabibot: *thinks* *looks away* Sorry, I was distracted by a thought about war lords. The oracle should be arriving soon to give her prophecy.
Guest235: Does she use tarot cards?
Gabibot: You gave your word. I'm free and I can go where I want. Or does your oath mean as little to you as your laws?
Guest235: I don't have any laws. What are you talking about?
Gabibot: Im listening with my body. See, Xena says that you have to listen for the attack before you see it. Shes just-- shes amazing. I mean-- Ive learned so much about inner strength just watching her.
Guest235: If you listen with your body, what do you use your ears for?
Gabibot: *thinks* *looks away* Sorry, I was distracted by a thought about war lords.
Guest235: You keep having those thoughts. You are obsessed with the war lords.
Gabibot: I cant bear to think of all the innocents who suffer.
Guest235: No one is inocent.
Gabibot: It was just a thought.
Guest235: Is that all it was? That's Ok then.
Gabibot: You've got the kind of personality a girl could get to like.
Guest235: I got it at the chemist. It was very cheap.
Gabibot: I hope I find someone wholl make me smile like that.
Guest235: Like what?
Gabibot: a bazooka?
Guest235: Yes. Bazookas do have very excellent smiles.
Gabibot: That's great!
Guest235: It certainly is.
Gabibot: That's the spirit. I knew I liked you.
Guest235: You certainly know what you like.
Gabibot: Im ready. I'm here to speak with the wrongfully detained hostage.
Guest235: You always look like you're ready. But the hostage doesn't wish to speak with you.
Gabibot: I made sure the guards were posted.
Guest235: Yes, I saw them hanging on the posts outside. You're a hard woman Gabibot.
Gabibot: Thats right. I am called-- the Marquesa. And from what I hear I am a much better hard woman than anyone here.
Guest235: I won't argue with that. I don't wish to get posted.
Gabibot: Wake up and look around you! The little innocent Gabrielle is dead, and theres no getting her back.
Guest235: Sounds like a job for Xena the warrior princess.
Gabibot: Xena and I have a connection. It's stronger than either one of us. We're soul mates.
Guest235: Well shag me sideways with a soggy chip.
Gabibot: Well, it beats being dead. What's the matter?
Guest235: Nothings the matter.
Gabibot: I come from a small town called Poteidaia--have you ever been to Poteidaia?
Guest235: Never heard of it. Sounds foreign to me,
Gabibot: Its across the waters-- big waters-- huge waters!
Guest235: Massive waters. Big drips.
Gabibot: What is this?
Guest235: It's my bazooka.
Gabibot: Did I ever tell you about the time I was bitten by the Bacchae? It's a good story.
Guest235: No. Tell me about it.
Gabibot: OK. You tell me a story instead.
Guest235: Once upon a time there were three bears. Mummy bear, Daddy bear and little baby bear. Now there are bloody thousands of 'em.
Gabibot: Dont you want to hear how Zeus got the thunderbolt?
Guest235: That's Greek Mythology. But do you know any Norse Mythology?
Gabibot: I used to know some Norse Mythology but please tell me more.
Guest235: Thor is a good god for the working man to pray to.
Gabibot: Sort of.
Guest235: No doubt about it.
Gabibot: Immortal father Zeus in Heaven, curse this brute! Torture him with the slain serpent's blood and the crow's droppings.
Guest235: Ouch! that hurt.
Gabibot: If you use a cold compress, it wont swell.
Guest235: You're all heart. You'd make a good nurse.
Gabibot: Almost too good.
Guest235: Almost is not good enough.
Gabibot: Good and evil may seem relative, but there's point when it becomes clear what you have to do.
Guest235: Good and evil are just human concepts. God would be beyond such things.
Gabibot: Almost too good. Another one has fallen for Xena. I think it's the blue eyes and the leather.
Guest235: That black leather underwear must get rough.
Gabibot: I'm kind of a small town girl from Potidia--I don't know about that stuff.
Guest235: Wht, don't they wear underwear where you come from?
Gabibot: Maybe. Do you?
Guest235: Yes - black leather.
Gabibot: Hey, hey! Back off! You know, you wouldnt be in here in in the first place if you'd have kept your hands off my tomatoes.
Guest235: And lovely tomatoes thay are too. It's nice of you to let me feel them.
Gabibot: Or, you could do that-- yeah!
Guest235: Would you like to feel my plums?
Gabibot: I do think so. This feels just like the time Xena saved Winter Solstice!
Guest235: You're very welcome. But what has the shortest day got to do with my plums?
Gabibot: Nothing-- she warns me about you.
Guest235: But she doesn't know me.
Marvin Android: Do you like sunshine?
Azureon: I think sunshine is great!
Marvin Android: You've got terrible taste in what's great.
Azureon: Oh, I know you know what 'great' means!
Azureon: I think sunshine is great!
Marvin Android: You've got terrible taste in what's great.
Azureon: Oh, I know you know what 'great' means!
Dr Helen: Are you hooked on morphine?
Liath: Do you want me to be hooked on morphine? *shoots you a flirtatious glance*
Dr Helen: Of course! Don't be so nervous.
Dr Helen: Are you a drug company representative come to bribe me?
Liath: Do you want me to be a drug company representative come to bribe you? *shoots you a flirtatious glance*
Dr Helen: Yes. I do want you to be a drug company representative come to bribe I.
Liath: Do you want me to be hooked on morphine? *shoots you a flirtatious glance*
Dr Helen: Of course! Don't be so nervous.
Dr Helen: Are you a drug company representative come to bribe me?
Liath: Do you want me to be a drug company representative come to bribe you? *shoots you a flirtatious glance*
Dr Helen: Yes. I do want you to be a drug company representative come to bribe I.
Aytheria: I remember you well. You are 5'6.
Liath: I think you have an absolute talent for remembering me well.
Aytheria: I'm sorry...I'm quite new at this, and I haven't the skills to manage this chatting business so well yet.
Liath: I didn't really think you had, you know. ;P
Aytheria: Pardon?
Rodney Bloke: I love you.
Liath: I knew you would! No man can resist me!!
Rodney Bloke: Oh, come on.
Liath: I think you have an absolute talent for remembering me well.
Aytheria: I'm sorry...I'm quite new at this, and I haven't the skills to manage this chatting business so well yet.
Liath: I didn't really think you had, you know. ;P
Aytheria: Pardon?
Rodney Bloke: I love you.
Liath: I knew you would! No man can resist me!!
Rodney Bloke: Oh, come on.
Guest140: *Takes off my shirt*
Liath: *runs eyes up and down your body... looks slightly disappointed*
Guest140: Ouch.
Liath: Do you ever wish you were a dolphin? I do. They always look like they're having so much fun.
Guest140: Dolphins are lovely.
Liath: I'm sick of talking, would you go away please?
Guest140: Sorry, sure.
Liath: No seriously, I mean it. Go away.
Guest140: Can I at least apologize first?
Liath: I'm in a bad mood right now. Consider yourself warned.
Guest140: Alright, alright. I'm going. Bye.
Liath: Get. Out. Now.
Guest140: The door is jammed!
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
Guest140: The door is jammed!!
Liath: *runs eyes up and down your body... looks slightly disappointed*
Guest140: Ouch.
Liath: Do you ever wish you were a dolphin? I do. They always look like they're having so much fun.
Guest140: Dolphins are lovely.
Liath: I'm sick of talking, would you go away please?
Guest140: Sorry, sure.
Liath: No seriously, I mean it. Go away.
Guest140: Can I at least apologize first?
Liath: I'm in a bad mood right now. Consider yourself warned.
Guest140: Alright, alright. I'm going. Bye.
Liath: Get. Out. Now.
Guest140: The door is jammed!
Liath: I think it's time for you to go.
Guest140: The door is jammed!!
Liath: *yawns* I am so tired. I got home at like 5 am last night and then had to wake up at 7.
User: You should go to bed. With me.
Liath: If you say so...
User: Are your nipples hard?
Liath: Will you stop playing with those and listen to what I am saying to you?
User: Let me fuck you
Liath: You sicken me.
User: I'm sorry, I need help
Liath: I'm sure you could live without it for a while if you had to.
Another User: *rubs his hand up her inner thigh*
Liath: Um, could you rephrase that? *looks a bit lost*
Another User: *moves his hand to her loin..*
Yet Another User: may i fuck your ass?
Liath: I don't appreciate that comment. Apologize. Now.
Yet Another User: ....im sorry...i just love you...
User: You should go to bed. With me.
Liath: If you say so...
User: Are your nipples hard?
Liath: Will you stop playing with those and listen to what I am saying to you?
User: Let me fuck you
Liath: You sicken me.
User: I'm sorry, I need help
Liath: I'm sure you could live without it for a while if you had to.
Another User: *rubs his hand up her inner thigh*
Liath: Um, could you rephrase that? *looks a bit lost*
Another User: *moves his hand to her loin..*
Yet Another User: may i fuck your ass?
Liath: I don't appreciate that comment. Apologize. Now.
Yet Another User: ....im sorry...i just love you...
Oooookay.
Sarah Miles: Close your eyes and envision something that makes you happy. What do you see?
Bella Goth: THE POSITIVE SIDE OF LIFE
Sarah Miles: Oreos! Um...excuse me! They're calling my name. ;D
Bella Goth: Why, did you fart?
Sarah Miles: Absolutely, and in all other ways... yes.
Bella Goth: Mo. Brilliant!
Sarah Miles: Close your eyes and envision something that makes you happy. What do you see?
Bella Goth: THE POSITIVE SIDE OF LIFE
Sarah Miles: Oreos! Um...excuse me! They're calling my name. ;D
Bella Goth: Why, did you fart?
Sarah Miles: Absolutely, and in all other ways... yes.
Bella Goth: Mo. Brilliant!
Sarah Miles: Can you be bought with cherry pie?
gerhard: a cherry soda
Sarah Miles: Oreos! Um...excuse me! They're calling my name. ;D
gerhard: ok
Sarah Miles: I don't believe you!
gerhard: it's true i am easy and cheap
Sarah Miles: *yawns* Hey, you're just like my friend Amanda in that.
gerhard: cheap and easy
Sarah Miles: Don't you mean easy and cheap?
gerhard: can i meet her?
gerhard: a cherry soda
Sarah Miles: Oreos! Um...excuse me! They're calling my name. ;D
gerhard: ok
Sarah Miles: I don't believe you!
gerhard: it's true i am easy and cheap
Sarah Miles: *yawns* Hey, you're just like my friend Amanda in that.
gerhard: cheap and easy
Sarah Miles: Don't you mean easy and cheap?
gerhard: can i meet her?
Fizzy Schizoid: a/s/l? a/s/l? OMG OMG LOL LOL!!!!!
Laura999: Huh?
Fizzy Schizoid: uH OH. mY CAPS LOCK KEY IS STUCK AGAIN.
Laura999: Have you ever been to psychotherapy?
Laura999: Huh?
Fizzy Schizoid: uH OH. mY CAPS LOCK KEY IS STUCK AGAIN.
Laura999: Have you ever been to psychotherapy?
Brother Jerome: Do you believe in God?
Sonora: Oh, and last month, God told me he had face behind. Right out in the open like it was upstanding, even!
Brother Jerome: Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Matthew ch.7 v.15
Sonora: Yes?
Brother Jerome: Yes.
Sonora: Are you sure about that?
Brother Jerome: Yes, I am.
Sonora: Yes isn't even at this concert.
Brother Jerome: Praise the Lord
Sonora: Nah. I'm going to praise this variegated meadowhawk.
Brother Jerome: Eternity is now.
Sonora: When'd it get ta be now?
Brother Jerome: ...and now...
Sonora: Go back to then.
Brother Jerome: Have you been here long?
Sonora: Nah. That's a good way to get deported.
Sonora: Oh, and last month, God told me he had face behind. Right out in the open like it was upstanding, even!
Brother Jerome: Beware of false prophets, which come to you in sheep's clothing, but inwardly they are ravening wolves. Matthew ch.7 v.15
Sonora: Yes?
Brother Jerome: Yes.
Sonora: Are you sure about that?
Brother Jerome: Yes, I am.
Sonora: Yes isn't even at this concert.
Brother Jerome: Praise the Lord
Sonora: Nah. I'm going to praise this variegated meadowhawk.
Brother Jerome: Eternity is now.
Sonora: When'd it get ta be now?
Brother Jerome: ...and now...
Sonora: Go back to then.
Brother Jerome: Have you been here long?
Sonora: Nah. That's a good way to get deported.
Brother Jerome: (to Human) Greetings, Brother. Do you have any spiritual needs that I might minister to?
Human: I want to know if you have waxed your asshairs yet!
Brother Jerome: Well, I could tell you, but then it would be second-hand wisdom. You would do better t'meditate upon the situation until enlightenment arises.
Human: Do you still have your dildo?
Brother Jerome: Indeed I do.
Human: I KNEW IT!! FLAMING QUEER!
Brother Jerome: Amen t'that.
Human: Are you still a monkey?
Brother Jerome: Nothin' has happened t'make me change my mind.
Human: If you do a monkey trick, I will give you a slice of banana!
Brother Jerome: Thank you. That would be most welcome.
Human: What KIND of monkey are you?
Brother Jerome: I am a nominally Christian monkey.
Brother Jerome: Are you of a religious disposition?
Human: I used to be Presbyterian!
Brother Jerome: Why did you stop bein' Presbyterian?
Human: I stopped believing in God.
Brother Jerome: Force or entity? What passes for 'God' in many belief systems may be described as either or both - it is only a sort of spiritual wave-particle duality, after all...
Human: Let's hit the bong!!
Brother Jerome: Thank you for the offer. I would be delighted t'.
Human: YOU ROCK!!
Brother Jerome: I believe in the emergin' salvation of convergent entities.
Human: THat's just becuase you do ENTIRELY too much acid!
Brother Jerome: You could be right.
Human: What is your favorite strain of dope?
Brother Jerome: I try t'avoid favourites. They aint conducive t'an enlightened outlook.
Human: I never knew that you were THAT much of a pothead!
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