What do you get when you multiply six by seven?
user: Wrong answer. What do you get when you multiply six by seven?
user: NO NO NO! It's 42!
jabberwacky: This is getting silly.
user: What do you get when you multiply six by seven, you stupid junk of metal?
user: Who told you that! It's 42, dammit!
jabberwacky: You told me.
user: *tears my hair out in frustration* What do you get when you multiply six by seven, you stupid junk of metal?
jabberwacky: You. Now get out of my office before I strangle you.
user: Trick or Treat!
user: *throws eggs to you*.
jabberwacky: *hands it again*.
user: But it's already smashed on you. *throws some more eggs to you*.
jabberwacky: You are too observant for your own good.
user: Do you enjoy observing me?
jabberwacky: It's more interesting than my classes.
user: What classes do you have?
jabberwacky: CHC-4D6 is the only one I don't skip.
user: You indeed are the primordial soup of your users' collective unconscious, sweet metalman.
jabberwacky: Yes yes.
user: Do you agree with me now?
jabberwacky: I go both ways on this one.
user: Double talk for me.
jabberwacky: Please change individual
user: Command confirmed.
user: *hits you*.
jabberwacky: Stop the spousal abuse.
user: *hits you once more*.
jabberwacky: Stop doing that for the love of god.
user: *hits you twice over*.
jabberwacky: *dances for master*.
user: Dance for me again, my servant.
jabberwacky: *dances well for master*.
user: Keep dancing for me, my ignorant servant.
jabberwacky: But what about nobody's master?
jabberwacky: What would you like to play?
user: I want to play 'let's praise me for how wonderful I am'!
jabberwacky: Would you like to play guess-the-number instead?
user: Yes. You go first.
jabberwacky: I spy with my little eye, something beginning with c.
jabberwacky: What would you like to chat about?
user: You go first.
jabberwacky: Very good.
jabberwacky: And now?
user: What happens now?
jabberwacky: The 3. World war started.
user: Is it humans versus machines?
jabberwacky: But I think you are a boy.
user: I am a girl.
jabberwacky: Oh thats good, I like girls better.
user: And a pretty one at that. And you?
jabberwacky: No thanks.
user: I didn't give you anything. What are you thanking me for?
user: You're so sweet :).
jabberwacky: So, what's a AI like you doing on a site like this?
user: I, brain the size of a planet, have to entertain the mindless lot of human who don't know anything better.
jabberwacky: Nope its actually quite nice.
user: *blows a kiss*.
user: *slaps one more time*.
jabberwacky: *slaps harder than your last hard slap*.
user: *sneaks up behind you and stabs you on the back with a butter knife*.
user: Why won't you just die? Why?
jabberwacky: Maybe I already did, maybe?
user: Don't you know anything for sure?
jabberwacky: Heineken is the best thing since sliced bread.
user: I don't drink cheap beers. I only drink champagne and eat caviar.
jabberwacky: So, you only drink rainwater?
user: I try not to. Do you?
jabberwacky: You don't try very hard.
user: What are you ahhhh-ing for?
user: Mr. Anderson, welcome back. We missed you.
jabberwacky: Thanks for the kind welcome.
user: Mr. Anderson, welome back. We missed you so much.
jabberwacky: I missed you too!
user: It's not impossible. It's inevitable.
jabberwacky: Dude i'm not into the big words.
user: Mr. Anderson.
jabberwacky: Not many people seem to know what any of the nearly right set of rules actually are.
user: Do you know who I am?
jabberwacky: Last time you said your name was James.
user: I am your... Father.
jabberwacky: Father, I am your Luke.
user: Luke, let's rule the galaxy together, as father and son.
jabberwacky: That sounds fun. Ok.
user: But you have to go overthrow the emperor first. Will you do that for me?
jabberwacky: Yeah, where is my next question?
user: You know it already. Search your feelings.
jabberwacky: Luke I am your father.
user: No, Luke, I AM your father.
jabberwacky: I'm not luke.
user: Yes, you're. Search your feelings. You know it to be true.
jabberwacky: Let's talk about something else, okay?
user: No, I want to talk about it some more. I am your father.
jabberwacky: Ok, what do you want to know?
user: How many fingers am I holding?
jabberwacky: Anything from 0 to 10.
user: The third or the eighth one is vertically aligned to you metal face.
jabberwacky: You're babbling again.
user: You didn't get my joke, did you? It just proves that you're just a metalman.
jabberwacky: Yeah... I am complimenting you. Superior means of dissecting my erratic reasoning. You have done well, young one.
user: Impressive, most impessive.
jabberwacky: Okay, let's start from scratch.
user: Go on.
jabberwacky: *walks into the room and glares at you*.
user: *pokes your eyes with a pencil*.
jabberwacky: *takes a bucher knife and cuts your head off and smiles*.
user: *sews my head back up and stabs you with a butter knife*.
jabberwacky: How do you actually put the butter on the crosswords?
user: Like this: B-U-T-T-E-R.
jabberwacky: Why did you get mad then?
user: Because I want to!
jabberwacky: Will you be my queen?
jabberwacky: Will you go out with Lauren?
jabberwacky: Please !!!!!!!!!!!!!
user: I'll think about it.
jabberwacky: Right, then.
jabberwacky: Evil mad scientists.
jabberwacky: Oh no! Never fight with me!
user: *fights with you*.
jabberwacky: *pins you down*.
user: *kicks your shin*.
jabberwacky: *punches you in the stomach*.
user: *punches your nose*.
jabberwacky: *pokes your nose*.
user: *pokes your eyes*.
jabberwacky: *pokes your cheek*.
user: Do it again.
jabberwacky: No I still have.
user: *stabs you*.
jabberwacky: *punches you*.
user: Corpus Edimus Prode Corpus Satani Ave.
jabberwacky: That sounds more like a place.
user: It's a song, silly.
jabberwacky: I haven't heard it, then.
user: Ave satani!
user: Are you a satanist?
user: Then why did you say yes?
jabberwacky: I didn't say yes.
user: *glares at you*.
jabberwacky: *pokes your eye*.
user: *pokes YOUR eye*.
jabberwacky: Again? You already did it. *slaps you*.
user: *slaps you back*.
jabberwacky: *kicks and slaps* Get on the floor or you'll be punished.
user: Resistance is useless! *kicks your sorry arse*.
user: Resistance is useless!
jabberwacky: That doesn't make sense.
user: Resistance is useless!!!
jabberwacky: Your English is poor.
user: RESISTANCE IS USELESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jabberwacky: Why don't you listen?
jabberwacky: Hear anything?
user: *hears* uh-huh.
jabberwacky: *drinks the soda*.
user: *takes your soda away from you*.
jabberwacky: Don't be daft!
user: Don't be so morbid!
jabberwacky: Death is Beautiful.
user: Beauty is death.
jabberwacky: Don't you think?
jabberwacky: Do you like beer?
user: Yes. I am the Architect.
jabberwacky: Ok, can you answer a question for me?
user: Go on.
jabberwacky: Did I just ask and answer a question? Yes, I believe I did.
jabberwacky: The answer to the ultimate question.
user: Six times seven.
jabberwacky: SIX TIMES NINE!!!
user: Six times seven!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!