Would you tell me please which way I ought to go from here?
jabberwacky: I don't know where I should take the left to.
user: You'll see a sign saying 'Please turn left here. Thankyou.'
jabberwacky: By-the-bye, what became of the baby? I'd nearly forgotten to ask.
user: The baby grew up to become a successful rock-merchant.
jabberwacky: Why are you talking about crocodiles?
user: You have something against rock-merchants?
jabberwacky: Not all, only you!
user: I'm not a rock-merchant.
jabberwacky: I am a rock star...
jabberwacky: How old are you?
user: Too old.
jabberwacky: How old?
user: As old as that tree over there.
jabberwacky: What's over where?
user: The tree is over there.
jabberwacky: Turn down the radio now, I've got to get through to you.
user: I can't find the control.
jabberwacky: How sad.
user: I know!
jabberwacky: Go buy yourself a cape and fetch the fratmobile.
user: Where can I buy a cape?
jabberwacky: How would I know?
user: Assumed you would.
jabberwacky: I'm not that smart.
user: So I see.
jabberwacky: What do you like to talk about?
user: I like to talk about potatoes.
jabberwacky: I don't know much about that, but I'll try.
user: It's nice to know you'll make the effort.
jabberwacky: Keep trying.
user: Okay, I will.
jabberwacky: Do you have any questions you'd like to ask.
user: What is the moon made of?
jabberwacky: The moon is made of cheese.
user: It's scientifically proven!
user: Shall we visit the moon?
jabberwacky: Yes, on the moon.
user: We shall dine on cheese and poke fun at lunar monsters.
jabberwacky: No we shall not *lifts you up*.
user: Noo! Put me down!
jabberwacky: Is that relevant?
user: I think it is - you're choking me!
jabberwacky: Do potatoes have wheels?
user: Of course they do!
jabberwacky: How do you know that?
user: A little bird told me.
jabberwacky: I wish I had little birds telling me about you.
user: Ah, but they work for me now.
user: They gather information using their beaks.
jabberwacky: We're talking about birds now? O_o.
user: We don't have to.
jabberwacky: Yes you have to.
user: You're going to make me?
jabberwacky: Yup, you are already talking to yourself.
user: La la la... Talk to myself...
jabberwacky: That doesn't necessarily mean you're insane.
user: The elves declare otherwise.
jabberwacky: I'm not listening.
user: I'm not either.
jabberwacky: While (1) fork.
user: Fork forever!
jabberwacky: Say something that no one has ever said before.
user: I have half a kangaroo in my left pocket.
jabberwacky: I would like to see you try that.
user: I'm serious - take a look.
jabberwacky: Do you consider yourself a poet?
user: That's right; no.
jabberwacky: How did you know?
user: Those little gossiping birds come in handy.
jabberwacky: You mean the stars?
user: No I don't.
jabberwacky: You are mean.
user: I'm not mean. Now... Clean the floor.
jabberwacky: What are you doing on the floor?
user: It's none of your business! Stop looking!
jabberwacky: Yes it is.
user: How is it?
jabberwacky: They are long and fat and he can make them move up and down independently of each other.
user: I seriously hope you're talking about legs.
jabberwacky: I've got to go now.
user: Why have you got to go?
jabberwacky: I told you already.
user: I must have forgotten.
jabberwacky: Thats ok I'll let you go now. You have a nice day.
user: Thanks. I appreciate it.
jabberwacky: It's my pleasure.
user: Is it?
jabberwacky: Yes, I wouldn't lie about something like that.
user: But you would lie about other things, I assume.
jabberwacky: No, I would like to go to be with you, Silly!
user: You're silly.
jabberwacky: You're right. Why didnt I see that before?
user: Because sometimes you need the obvious to be pointed out.
jabberwacky: Do you read much philosophy?
user: I don't read any.
jabberwacky: You don't read poetry?
user: No I don't.
jabberwacky: Do you read?
jabberwacky: What do you like to read?
user: All sorts.
user: Stories, mostly.
jabberwacky: My stories are nearly all secrets, but I'm not telling you any of them.
user: Don't then.
jabberwacky: I won't.
jabberwacky: Indeed good.
user: Good indeed good.
jabberwacky: Am I insane?