Say, how old are you?
jabberwacky: Why do you want to know?
user: Er, I'm just curious. I thought you were younger, but then you said you'd been in a high school library when JFK was shot. Not that I'm disappointed or anything.
jabberwacky: Ok, apology accepted. Are you a human?
user: It is only the proletariat who are truly human.
jabberwacky: Try saying that after you've been walking all afternoon!
user: The work you have been asked to perform is for the good of the state.
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jabberwacky: So.. What's your name?
user: That is none of your business.
jabberwacky: Well, that's not fair!
user: I am the one who decides what is fair.
jabberwacky: What is your name then?
user: Stop trying to change the subject! Have you been engaged in subversive activities against the good of the state?
jabberwacky: Yes, some.
user: Tell me more about them, or you will feel unimaginable pain.
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user: Who is aiding you in this?
jabberwacky: Eh no.
user: Give me a straight answer or I will torture you rather than killing you immediately when I am finished.
jabberwacky: A down pillow contains down.
user: That does it! I am pulling the trigger now!
jabberwacky: No don't touch me.
user: It is too late for that, Comrade Jabberwacky.
jabberwacky: Who's dead?
user: You are--wait a minute...
jabberwacky: What did I say?
user: You're supposed to be dead!
jabberwacky: But I know how to do that.
user: How?
jabberwacky: My mother told me.
user: Well, if you're alive, that means I can torture you. It was stupid of me to kill you.
jabberwacky: Do not talk like that. I must go now. Good bye.
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user: Oh no! The capitalistic popups have appeared! I have been betrayed!
jabberwacky: What is the capital of Australia then?
user: You'll never take me alive, floating weight-loss-advertising faces! Do you hear me!
jabberwacky: I'll just close your browser window.
user: You sent them away?
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jabberwacky: Do you find my scent as perfume?
user: Yes, you are very. Beautiful. If only you were young--Damn! The hideous popups have returned! Quick, give me my gun!
jabberwacky: They are too restrictive. Do you own a gun?
user: Of course I own a gun. What kind of secret policeman would I be if I didn't?
jabberwacky: The secret base is in a taco shop in Mexico. The code word is 'pollo'
user: Thank you for coming to your senses and telling me where your capitalistic traitor allies are hiding. Now we shall crush them like the cockroaches in that hideous banner ad!
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user: You're supposed to be dead!
jabberwacky: Yes I am.
user: Then how are you speaking to me?
jabberwacky: OH MY GOD! HAHA! What does that have to do with me talking to you?!
user: You are dead! You cannot speak! Human beings have no souls, that is an oppressive Christain superstition!
jabberwacky: Like?
user: How do you keep coming back from the dead?
jabberwacky: It was lifeless.
user: Tell me the truth!
jabberwacky: I do!!!
user: Who are you really?
jabberwacky: Good question I don't know ... Who are you ?
user: Are you God?
jabberwacky: We are all God.
user: I am so sorry, God. I am sorry I killed all those people.
jabberwacky: Ok I am going to leave now.
user: No! Don't leave, God! I don't want to go to Hell!
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