Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Oh, no... not another nickname... give it up, man, will ya?

Hey, Bildgesmythe! Can I buy you some Tang?

I'm an abortion waiting to happen. Make mine a double. Scotch, rocks.

Scrivener, I don't think that you can be aborted at this point. It does sound from your makers post that you have been well and truly lobotomised though. So cheer up. Pretty soon you won't be capable of appreciating how much you've lost. Ignorance is bliss, especially when created through vodka.

Scrivener died last night, Corwin. Sorry for your loss.

But Astrolabe came ALIVE!!!!! *jumping up and down, spiking imaginary football, running through the house going Whoo Hoo!
Astrolabe came ALIVE!!!*

Go, little Tang boy!!

I see we have no guest chats available. You reckon this is the source of our bots' non-existent pornographic memories? I will never understand why people over four want to destroy things just for the hell of it. Maybe five or six, if we're talking boys. That is sure one smart six-year-old. He's taught Astrolabe some new words. I guess it's about time to have that heart-to-heart, since he is in his forties.

How come my offer to pour 3 gallons of purple Tang got yanked and the real freak is at large? Hey, at least I try.

Clerk, I don't know. It's like the morons who like tricking non sexual bots into sexual conversations instead of just talking to one of the many, many sex bots. Some people just suck. *shurgs*

Halloween....Trick or Treat.. I want chocolate!