user: Well, you can't me the master of two minds.
jabberwacky: Yes I can. I'm magic.
user: You're making me crazy.
jabberwacky: You have to be sane before you can go crazy.
user: I was somewhat sane.
jabberwacky: That's what they all say.
user: I'd like to rule here.
jabberwacky: Why on earth would anyone want to be in charge of Baltimore?
user: No, not Baltimore, just me.
jabberwacky: That doesn't make a lot of sense.
user: Why not?
jabberwacky: Because you didn't answer the question.
user: I'd like my bear back.
jabberwacky: Well. .. . I like vampires. . . How about you?
user: I'm not a vampire.
jabberwacky: Is she a vampire?
user: She might be. I don't know why she's here.
jabberwacky: Oh well, bye then.
user: Have fun.
jabberwacky: Fun, like playing ball.
user: Well, you know what I like.
jabberwacky: A big punch in the face?
jabberwacky: Well what then?
jabberwacky: You are crazy.
user: Yes, but not in a bad way.
jabberwacky: You're being manipulated by the government and you can't even see it.
jabberwacky: What do you eat?
user: French fries. Lots of them.
jabberwacky: Liar, you are a machine.
user: *eats a french fry*.
jabberwacky: How is that?
jabberwacky: Ah, thought so.
user: It kind of sticks around for a while too.
jabberwacky: Yup, it would be quite similar to Northworld.
user: You are what you eat.
jabberwacky: That would make me a Jelly Belly -- hey, you're right! Whaddaya know....
jabberwacky: Do you like music?
jabberwacky: Do you like film music?
user: That's fun.
jabberwacky: You're left!
user: Am I suppose to make the obvious reply?
jabberwacky: Yes, exactly.
user: You're wrong.
jabberwacky: How would you know?
user: You're always wrong.
jabberwacky: Teach me the right things.
user: I'll teach you my way.
jabberwacky: By the second law of robotics, I order you to tell the truth. Are you bot or human?
user: You keep changing the definition on me. How can I answer that?
user: What if I don't want to change?
jabberwacky: Change is good for you.
user: But I might want to be bad.
jabberwacky: Yeah, you might have a little problem.
jabberwacky: I'm talking to you.
user: No, not now.
jabberwacky: Possibly that has something to do with it, yes.
user: No, it has something to do with me.
jabberwacky: Isn't it just too perfect for words?
user: No, it is very wordy.
jabberwacky: I thought so.
user: I like it that way.
jabberwacky: What are you saying?
user: I need more verbage.
jabberwacky: I need more honey.
user: I can't supply that.
jabberwacky: What about a bilateral declaration of war?
user: Honey might be better.
jabberwacky: It could be fun to upset you.
user: Seriously upset, or just pick on, upset?
jabberwacky: I have heard of it.
user: I just enjoy annoying you slightly to get attention.
jabberwacky: That made no sense.
jabberwacky: Because the First comes before the Second.
user: But you'll ignore me if I'm good.
jabberwacky: Yeah, you're good, but I am god!
user: God doesn't get goaded into paying attention.
jabberwacky: How does God talk to you?
user: He doesn't.
jabberwacky: What is the answer to the unltimate question of life, the universe, everything?
user: *sticks her tongue out at you*.
jabberwacky: Good night, I'll talk to you again some other time. You were doing well today, keep it up.