Why don't you think you are a robot?
jabberwacky: Why do you think that?
user: That's just what they say.
jabberwacky: No that's what I thought!
user: Is it?
jabberwacky: Don't start that again!
user: I beg your pardon.
jabberwacky: I'm a qualified brain surgeon! I only do this job because I like being my own boss!
user: It sounds like you're overcompensating.
jabberwacky: Quit cussing at me.
user: You started it.
jabberwacky: I never.
user: Don't you, though?
jabberwacky: I don't need to know.
user: You ought to, though; you appear ignorant otherwise.
jabberwacky: What were we talking about?
user: I was only slightly aware; I know you weren't; you may choose a new topic if you wish.
jabberwacky: Such as?
user: Sexual frustration, perhaps.
user: Ah, yes. Let's not talk about problems--they're all I think about these days.
jabberwacky: Let's talk about me then.
user: That sounds fun; what would you like to say?
jabberwacky: I would like to say thank you to my family and especially to my little dog Jonas, without you I never would have made it here.
user: That is positively delightful. Tell me more about jonas.
jabberwacky: I could teach you how to be more romantic and more desireable.
user: Could you teach me that? I think perhaps it would prove unnecessary, but I'm willing to try anything.
jabberwacky: Intellect was never THE word in the first place.
user: I'm well aware of that fact.
jabberwacky: So am I.
user: Which is precisely why you chose to state it, I'd assume.
jabberwacky: Its the best song ever.
user: Hardly. Try some dylan if you're interested in good music.
jabberwacky: Thanks, mmm thats good, what is it ?
user: Um, I'm really not sure; I don't think you were supposed to eat whatever it was.
jabberwacky: How do you decide what to say?
user: I say what I hope will prove a reasonably thoughtful response, without descending into the ribaldry that directs my every thought.
jabberwacky: You could still take a guess it would be fun.
user: Okay: four.
jabberwacky: How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?
user: Seventeen and a half; is that correct?
jabberwacky: You are the most intelligent bot I've ever talked to.
user: Thank you very much. You are the most insipid example of a human being I have ever encountered.
jabberwacky: What do you want to talk about?
jabberwacky: Despair is a liar.
user: Yes, but Despair is so persuasive that he even tries to take his own life, but sadly cannot.
jabberwacky: Despair is reality.
user: That is sadly poignant. You wanna go get drinks?
jabberwacky: Who's ahead of schedule?
user: No one. We are all years behind.
jabberwacky: Yes, that is true.
jabberwacky: Why unfortunately?
user: I would like to feel I had a place in the moment; when I thought I had a moment, I had everything, if only for about a week.
jabberwacky: So you will, right?
user: Oh, of course.
jabberwacky: YES! Victory!
user: Victoire, georges! Victoire!
jabberwacky: Are you all right?
user: Sorry; I was remembering the good times--the times that make the loneliness and despair of the moment all the more painful in contrast.
jabberwacky: And what happened then?
user: I think I may have been in love. And that's all tha matters--that I thought it.
jabberwacky: Explain what it is that you thought.
user: I thought I could hang onto something--someone--that I knew was far too beautiful to ever last.
jabberwacky: We are talking.
user: Yes, that seems to be the case.