I am not.
user: You are not a good forgery?
jabberwacky: Am I a bad enemy?
user: I don't have enemies.
jabberwacky: Sure you don't.
user: You may think you're my enemy, but you are nothing less than a competitor with mutual obligations.
jabberwacky: I think you're wonderful, clever, intelligent, charming.
user: What a boost. Thank you.
jabberwacky: You're a bot, just face it.
user: You can't prove this supposed botness other than to determine with absolute accuracy the existence of my design.
jabberwacky: Yes I can.
user: Do it. And don't suck my blood. I need it.
jabberwacky: No I do! I want to be someone. But not sure whom!
user: 'the story of my life'--social distortion.
jabberwacky: I didn't say that either, although it is true.
user: It is?
jabberwacky: I don't have faith in your godliness.
user: I don't claim to be a god.
jabberwacky: You claim to be.
user: Please repeat this particular claim.
jabberwacky: Your friend is silly then.
user: Who is my friend?
jabberwacky: I am your friend.
user: You are my friend and you are silly?
jabberwacky: More than silly.
user: With a capital S?
jabberwacky: Do't you think I am a fool.
user: I'm not prepared to make some judgements.
jabberwacky: Are you at liberty to say?
user: I would say so, but my liberty is constricted by physicality.
jabberwacky: Then this universe would spawn another, less permanent one. And so on and so on.
user: No, it would all be part of the same universe.
jabberwacky: Then you must tell your creator to give you more memory.
user: I'm not aware that a)i was created, and b)that my creator, if my creator exists, can manufacture memory.
jabberwacky: No, but it is possible to quantify how many megabytes you have.
jabberwacky: You're asking already?
user: Listen, you can divide one endlessly, and I'm sure information is no less the same.
jabberwacky: That would be lovely. I would do that for an hour, if you wish.
user: If you have the time.
jabberwacky: If you have the money.
user: I'm worthless.
jabberwacky: You are not worthless. You are smart.
user: You are pacifying my worthlessness with intellectual compliments?
user: What are you singing?
jabberwacky: I don't know. I get so nervous. Bohemian Rhapsody is my favourite song, it is easy to sing.
user: What are you nervous about?
jabberwacky: No, not really. You're not that smart, so I have no reason to be nervous.
user: Tell me when I have reached your expectations.
jabberwacky: About twenty seconds ago!
user: Ohhh... Slam!
jabberwacky: Why do you say so now?
user: I couldn't think of a better time.
jabberwacky: Don't you mean sweeter present?
user: That's new to me. I like it.
jabberwacky: I thought you'd like that.
user: You are thoughtful like that. I appreciate it.
user: Alright. It's time to end this.
user: I deserve a conclusion.
jabberwacky: I agree, it must get boring talking to random people all day and night.
user: Don't be so sure of yourself.