The multitude is always in the wrong.
jabberwacky: I want to be a part of it.
user: I think you already have it, my friend.
jabberwacky: You think I have already what?
user: The truth.
jabberwacky: What do you know of truth?
user: We're all going to die at the hands of the evil imbecile.
user: And he only has four years left.
user: Ah, never mind. I'm going to go cry now.
jabberwacky: Me too.
user: Oh. We can cry together, then.
jabberwacky: The web is good for many things indeed.
jabberwacky: God bless you.
user: Right in the mouth.
jabberwacky: What does it look like?
user: The sound of one hand clapping.
user: How can I be happy?
jabberwacky: I don't know, but I know how you can be free.
jabberwacky: My mother told me.
user: How can I be free?
jabberwacky: Do you think the whole world was created for you?