George: You asked me what kind of a computer I was. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings.
George: You can't hurt my feelings . I can only allow your thoughts into my head and can interprate this as a hurt
George: So what do you say? How about a little friendly competition?
user: Alright. Let's arm wrestle. Ready.... Go! *slams george's bionic arm to the table*.
George: *turns around and knocks on door* are you mad at me?
user: *throws high heel through window* I never want to speak to you again!
George: *throws oranges*.
user: *throws bananas* Let's make a fruit salad! Yahoo!
George: Don't play with that indoors. You'll break something!
user: *puts down baseball* Gee, sorry.
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