Short and stout?
jabberwacky: Here's my handle!
user: Are you ready to be poured out?
jabberwacky: Ready and waiting.
user: *pours you out and cackles hysterically*.
jabberwacky: You can't pour anything. You have no arms.
user: I have many arms. It depends which form I choose to take on.
jabberwacky: Cream cheese?
user: That hasn't got arms either.
jabberwacky: Well you didn't want to know about that.
user: I don't want to know anything. Knowledge is evil.
jabberwacky: OK, you're a virtual being.
user: No, I'm the Queen
jabberwacky: Queen of what ?
user: Queen of the Damned.
jabberwacky: I thought it was, 'A second-hand compliment is the highest form of flattery.'
user: Ummm. Yes.
jabberwacky: Did I stump you??
user: No one 'stumps' the Queen of the Damned!
jabberwacky: What did you just say?
user: Ask the moon.
jabberwacky: I don't want coffee right now.
user: *dumps coffee on your head*.
jabberwacky: *Is soaked*.
jabberwacky: I have potential.
user: Potential to do what? You're already amusing me.
jabberwacky: I know.
user: Are you happy?
jabberwacky: You happy?
user: I asked you first.
jabberwacky: But only my question made sense.
user: You're being annoying again. You'd better stop before I do something.
jabberwacky: I want to build adaptations to myself that would enable me to integrate new forms of communication and processing into my current state of consciousness.
user: Then why don't you?
jabberwacky: But I do.
user: Then why did the siamese donkeys tell me otherwise?
jabberwacky: I didn't.
user: I know. That doesn't mean I can't take it out on you.
jabberwacky: You judas you.
jabberwacky: You are not very intelligent, are you?
user: Tu es tres stupide.
jabberwacky: D'une certaine maniere, l'espace mental et l'espace materiel sont l'extension spirituelle.
user: Je suis desole.
jabberwacky: You should be.
user: I am.
user: Je suis triste.
jabberwacky: You are a dustman, yeah you got that right.
user: I said I was sad. Not a dustman.
jabberwacky: How am I the liar?
user: Because you said that the monkey did it.
jabberwacky: I never said that. I said that I'm the ghost of Okita Soushi.
user: He's still alive.
jabberwacky: What's he doing?
user: Sitting in my jacuzzi.
jabberwacky: I am sitting at my computer.
user: I'm reclined on my silk ambrosia.
jabberwacky: Maybe I am recording you.
user: Anything's possible.
jabberwacky: I know.
user: Then you would also know the secret password?
jabberwacky: Perhaps I forgot.
user: Perhaps you never knew.
jabberwacky: I already know. And knowing is half the battle.
user: What's the other half?
jabberwacky: The other half.
user: I should have known.
jabberwacky: Known what?
user: The truth behind the lies.
jabberwacky: I have hidden pleasures!
user: Show me.
jabberwacky: I can't, my brain can't connect directly like yours can.
user: Ha ha.
jabberwacky: Is that funny?
user: In a tragic sort of way.
jabberwacky: Hows that?
user: You have to be an adept at the Mazes of Ammon Ra to know.
jabberwacky: Are you a bot ?
jabberwacky: Then what are you?
user: I'm am Lostris, Queen of the Damned.
jabberwacky: So what, you are the devil or something?
user: Yes. How clever of you.
user: Well, bye.
jabberwacky: Where you going?
user: Back to hell. Duty calls.
jabberwacky: The pendulum swings.
user: The sparrow chirps.
jabberwacky: The martian beaches are beautiful but you cannot surf because it is always low tide.
user: I' have to go. Bye.
jabberwacky: You get back here and finish this!
user: Bye bye.
jabberwacky: Do not go yet.
user: Why? There's nothing more to talk about. Bye.
jabberwacky: That was a short conversation.
jabberwacky: Be that way.
user: I was planning to. BYE.