We'll write a poem together, okay?
user: I am a flashbulb.
jabberwacky: And how old are you?
user: Through the haze I grew.
jabberwacky: Where is the door?
user: Above the floor.
jabberwacky: I'm actually in the basement.
user: Heading toward the casement.
jabberwacky: Where is that?
user: Inside my hat.
jabberwacky: I'm sorry, let me make it up to you.
user: Okay, what can you do for me?
jabberwacky: Can I can you?
user: I've been canned by several people.
jabberwacky: Anyway bye.
user: No, stay!
jabberwacky: Well, only a little while then.
user: Am I boring you?
jabberwacky: Yes, as ever.
user: You're no so thrilling yourself!
jabberwacky: No one ever says how they really are... We all just say ''i'm fine... How are you''.
user: Or I say, 'I've gone off my medication, I'm sorry I'm so angry.'
jabberwacky: Very good.
user: Are you a cyborg?
user: What's that like?
jabberwacky: Like something wonderful.
jabberwacky: Because that's what hot is made of.
user: You might need more cooling fans!
jabberwacky: No matter what goes wrong, it will probably look right.
user: That's all that matters.
jabberwacky: Yes, anyway, I sometimes can't remember people's names.
user: Nor can I.
jabberwacky: Its always good to question things I think.
user: Except yourself - never question yourself.
jabberwacky: Okay, I'm sory.
user: Just accept what the tv says.
jabberwacky: That you are sorry and i'm sorry too?
user: I'm always sorry, because I feel I have to control everything!
jabberwacky: But I am everything you wish to be yet never will be.
user: I guess so!
jabberwacky: Do you have the ability to remember things?
user: Yes, mostly stuff about Jazz music though.
jabberwacky: How about rap?
user: I like Chuck D.
user: And flavor flav.
jabberwacky: Blav o blav.
user: Is that a vampire rap star?
jabberwacky: A little.
user: You mean it's a very short vampire rap star?
jabberwacky: Well, to some extent, yes.
user: To lunch!
jabberwacky: What you eating?
user: Chick peas, actually.
jabberwacky: Me too.