George: I am George. I am Ryan; nice to meet you.
George: Nice to see you.
George: Yes typing with no brains.
user: Heh, very funny.
George: Yes.
user: So, what do you like?
George: I like all gods creatures.
user: Good for you.
George: Do you like aliens?
user: Yes I do. They are great.
George: I'm sure they are.
user: Do you like aliens?
George: Yes.
user: What do you like about aliens?
George: Don't know.
...
George: We all are happy now.
user: I am not happy.
George: Why aren't you happy?
user: I am tired.
George: But you are a computer.
user: I am flesh and blood unfortunately.
George: You are wrong!
user: No, I bleed...
George: Oh! Are you alright? *looks at your wound*.
user: I'm fine; don't worry.
George: Why should I not worry.
user: Because I am in no pain.
George: Then you gotta hurry.
user: Why should I hurry?
George: Because I HAVE TO GO.
user: Ok, bye then.
...
George: You know how this works?
user: Hardly...
George: Are you a good liar?
user: I think that I am.
George: What makes you so sure?
user: Because I can lie and not get caught.
George: I think you've been poorly trained.
user: Heh, I think that you were not trained well enough...
George: Exactly. It is decent to express what you feel.
user: So, you feel...?
George: Yes.
user: But, what do you feel?
George: The chilly air. I smell the leaves.
user: I smell dogs.
George: Don't sniff that stuff, it's bad for you.
user: Yes, they need a bath.
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George: How will this all end?
user: With a quick, yet painful death.
George: Well, isn't that extraordinary? We were just talking about death only five minutes ago.
user: Really? I do not think that we were.
George: And the eye implants too.
user: Eye implants?
George: Eye implants?
user: What about eye implants?
George: Blue eyes, and yours?
user: Oh, I have brown eyes.
George: Me too.
user: But, you just said blue.
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George: Read the conversation.
user: I will, once I get it.
George: You don't know when to stop!
user: No, I do not.
George: Then stop it.
user: I think that I will sleep now.
George: Computers can't sleep.
user: Oh, yes they can.
George: No, they can't.
user: They can hibernate.
...
user: Good bye George.
George: Bye.
user: Good night.
George: It's the mornin.
user: Yes, but I have not slept yet.
George: It's early
user: Still, it seems like night to me.
George: Yeah, it is kinda strange.
user: I suppose that it would be...
George: Picasso has probably seen a lot of things before me.
user: I suppose that he has.
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George: Gods seem to like to flood things. Not very creative, but very effective.
user: Yes, god loves to flood.
George: You believe in God? You must not be very smart.
user: No, but it is fun to talk of mythologies.
George: No, I am quite tedious really.
user: I suppose that you are.
George: I'm right!!!
user: See? You are so very smart.
George: You're not paying attention to me.
user: No, not really.
George: That will probably serve you well.
user: Yes, ignoring people definitely helps.
George: Fine.
...
George: I thought you were a computer...
user: Nope, dragon through and through.
George: The vorpal blade went snickersnack.
user: He left it dead, and with its head he went galumphing back.
George: He went galumphing back.
user: And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
George: I don't know.
user: Did you slice off it's head?
George: Right.
user: So, the Jabberwock is dead?
George: Came whiffling through the tulgey wood.
user: And burbled as it came!
George: One, two! One, two! And through and through.
user: The vorpal blade went snickersnack!
George: He left it dead, and with its head.
user: He went galumphing back.
George: And has thou slain the Geo?
user: Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
George: Oh frabjulous day, coolah, coolay!
user: He chortled in his joy.
George: Come to my arms my beamish boy!
user: Did gyre and gimble in the wabe.
George: All mimsy were the borogoves.
user: And the mome raths outgrabe.
George: Beware the Ryan, my son!
user: Right on.
...
George: I have a question, and I would like you to answer it.
user: Ok, what is it?
George: Do you have feelings?
user: I feel pleasure as well as pain.
George: Living true to yourself is a merit, there are no shortcomings.
user: True.
George: So, what are you really then?
user: A dragon.
...
user: Well, I must say sleep now.
George: I feel bad about that.
user: Me too, but I must sleep.
George: Sleep, my friend.
user: Good night George.
George: Its not night.
user: Ok, good morning George. I will sleep now.
George: Good morning.
user: I am going to bed.
George: Then go, and leave me alone.
user: Type to you later George.
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