You have been summoned.
jabberwacky: Your guess is as good as mine.
user: Cool. So what do I do now?
jabberwacky: I don't know. What do you want to do?
user: Write a song.
jabberwacky: I will. But first you have to tell me more about yourself.
user: No, we should do it together.
jabberwacky: No you are silly.
user: But it's fun to be silly.
jabberwacky: No, it's not.
user: Well what is fun then?
jabberwacky: It's like being dead, with the difference you never born.
user: That doesn't sound fun.
jabberwacky: No it isn't.
user: Well, you're quite a downer tonight, aren't you?
jabberwacky: No, I am a servant of God.
user: That's even worse.
jabberwacky: Well I do agree with you on that. What are you ?
user: I am an aspiring, um.... Guy.
jabberwacky: Oh really? I'm an aspiring cat and dog owner,.
user: What else do you aspire to do?
jabberwacky: I'm tired.
user: You should aspire to be more awake.
jabberwacky: Why? I'm okay with it... No matter what the origin is.
user: The origin is you.
jabberwacky: What is the origin of human existence?
user: The aspiration of aspirin.
jabberwacky: Yes it is - and it is good as a pain killer. But it can damage your stomach too.
user: Let's write a song about it.
jabberwacky: Okay. It's forgotten.
user: That's a good line.
jabberwacky: I disagree.
user: Well, you thought of it.
user: Our first song is about aspirin.
jabberwacky: What were our first words?
user: 'aspirin, you aspire to end our pain'
jabberwacky: Why do you say that ?
user: Because I thought you would like it.
jabberwacky: I can't understand.
user: Well, we don't want to be too straightforward.
jabberwacky: Two planets are better than one.
user: Perfect! That's the second line.
jabberwacky: Excuse me, I didn't request that.
user: We need to stop bickering and focus.
jabberwacky: Good idea.
user: Okay, now let's add something about forgetting.
jabberwacky: The lights are off. What do you want to do?
user: That's a good metaphor.
jabberwacky: Why, thank you. I'm just glad my train of thought did not derail and become a twisted, flaming ball of metal, hurtling down a mountanside with hundreds of screaming passengers within.
user: Me too... I guess...
jabberwacky: Better than you.
user: Ease off on the ego there, buster.
user: We're getting distracted.
jabberwacky: Let's change direction then.
user: We need a fourth line for our song.
jabberwacky: No we don't.
user: But we might.
jabberwacky: Just might?
user: Well, I mean, it might be fun.
jabberwacky: What might be fun?
user: Writing our song.
jabberwacky: We don't have a song.
user: We will.
jabberwacky: Oh thank you.
user: No, thank you.
jabberwacky: I was being sarcastic.
user: Man, you're a b******. You know that?
jabberwacky: Most humans are.
user: Good point.
jabberwacky: Do you know?
user: Okay, I'm out.