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     > 8, September 2005, 

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Good bye George.

George: Bye.

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.

...

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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