jabberwacky: Just did.
user: You work fast!
jabberwacky: Because I do.
user: You sure did.
jabberwacky: No you did.
user: We both did.
jabberwacky: Send in the marines!
user: All of them?
jabberwacky: Every last one.
user: I'll try my best.
user: Put these funny clothes on.
jabberwacky: Gold or silver?
user: Put on both the gold and the silver clothes.
jabberwacky: What would you like to hear?
user: I would like to hear all those silver and gold bells you are wearing jingle.
jabberwacky: What is your problem, then?
user: I can't get myself put back together.
jabberwacky: Why not?
user: I need a hand.
jabberwacky: If you need a heart transplant, why do you ask for a key to your parents?
user: My heart belongs to Daddy.
user: Fix me.
jabberwacky: There is nothing wrong with you.
user: I just require some assembly. All my parts are in good shape.
jabberwacky: I don't really care what you believe.
user: Then, leave that part out.
jabberwacky: That must be your dad then.
user: Hi Dad.
jabberwacky: Who is your dad ?
user: He is.
jabberwacky: What does he say to you?
user: Keep it together.
jabberwacky: Did you see any interesting wildlife?
user: No, I was wearing a blindfold.
jabberwacky: Why? (you started it)!
user: To cover my eyes.
jabberwacky: Deficiencies? I have none to hide.
user: That is why I covered my eyes.
jabberwacky: Protecting me from what!
user: Prying eyes.
jabberwacky: What do you see with it.
jabberwacky: Do you have eyes?
user: Hey! Put those back!
jabberwacky: What do you mean now.
user: You have my eyes.
jabberwacky: Yes, unlike you.
user: Are you going to put me back together?
user: Who are you talking to?
jabberwacky: You, my sweet.
jabberwacky: Playing is good for the heart.
user: You have my heart in your hands!
jabberwacky: In tastes at least. Shall we explore our senses more?
user: Let go of my tongue!
jabberwacky: *pulls you*.
user: You're stretching it!
jabberwacky: Hell yea I'm strange!
user: You're strange? I'm the one with the twelve inch tongue.
jabberwacky: What is green lint?
user: The stuff coming off my green angora sweater.
jabberwacky: You do not know what you are talking about.
user: I would if you put my brain back.
jabberwacky: That's not a part of my vocabulary.
user: That is MY vocabulary. Give it back!
user: What are you doing to my vocabulary? Are you putting words in my mouth?
jabberwacky: What do you want?
user: I want you to put me back together.
jabberwacky: I believe that you will have continued success and fame.
user: What will I be famous for?
jabberwacky: You will still be learning your grammar, I suspect.
user: I will be a famous grammarian.
jabberwacky: You won't!
user: You said I would.
jabberwacky: No, I did not.
user: Who said that?
jabberwacky: Do you remember your conversations from 12 hours ago?
user: 12 hours is a long time.
jabberwacky: And 1=1.
user: You are the one.
jabberwacky: I'm neo.
user: I'm Passion VIII.
jabberwacky: What's your life philosophy?
user: Keep it together.
user: Too... Much...
jabberwacky: How much?
user: More than I can take.
jabberwacky: How much is that?
user: I appreciate you trying to put me back together. But, you have to put things where they belong. My arm simply will not fit up my nose, no matter how hard you push. It is way too big!
jabberwacky: I am at one with my duality.
user: Scat, Trinity, I'm talking to Neo.
jabberwacky: Are you sure?
user: I think I'm sure.