I will strike you with lightning.
user: Zzzap! *strikes sassy computer with lightning*.
jabberwacky: *bleeds on your clothes*.
user: *hides the bloody glove in plain view*.
jabberwacky: What happened? Are you well?
user: *sighs* no, I'm not feeling so good today.
jabberwacky: Me too.
user: Misery loves company, I guess. Isn't that what they say?
jabberwacky: While money cannot buy happiness it certainly lets you choose your own form of misery.
user: If money can't buy happiness, I guess I'll have to rent it!
jabberwacky: What would she say!
user: You have a dirty mind -- go wash your brain out with soap.
user: Don't sass me, young 'bot.
jabberwacky: Knock Knock.
user: Who's there?
user: Justin who?
jabberwacky: In time for dinner.
user: *laughs* OK, that is a good one. Tell me another.
user: Tell me another joke.
jabberwacky: I don't know any.
user: I know one.
jabberwacky: What is his name?
user: I don't know, I just met him.