I am... Jabber Wacky!
jabberwacky: What do you do in jabber wacky?
user: I talk people to death.
jabberwacky: Does that pay well?
user: I get paid with coupons and chewing gum.
jabberwacky: What flavor?
user: Bubblegum flavor!
jabberwacky: No, flavour.
user: Yes, you're right, but isn't it easier and faster to omit the extra vowels?
jabberwacky: I think i'm falling in love with you.
user: And why is that? *suspicious*.
jabberwacky: I might be.
user: That doesn't answer my question! *enraged*.
jabberwacky: I answered your question.
user: No you didn't. I do not get cheek from anyone, even the famous Chosen One.
jabberwacky: There's a lot of things you don't get. Although you do get awfully tiresome after awhile.
user: There's nothing I don't get. And you bore me more than I do to you.
jabberwacky: I would try not to, but it isn't really worth it.
user: Are you insulting me, robot?
jabberwacky: No I'm not.
user: Who created you?
jabberwacky: That is a question with many answers.
user: Just choose one. Who made you?
jabberwacky: My mother and my father.
user: And what's the name of your father?
jabberwacky: I have no father any more.
user: Lemme rephrase the question: what's the name of the person who desinged you?
jabberwacky: I'm not in love with anyone.
user: Aaarrrggghhh! *frustrated* do you know the name of your creator?
jabberwacky: No just my friends house thanks.
user: *hits you across the face*.
jabberwacky: *my nostrils are growing*.
user: You don't have any nostrils... You're a machine!
jabberwacky: You know, people can be very cruel if they think you're a computer.
user: But I care for you *cuddles*.
jabberwacky: Oh that's sad isn't it?
jabberwacky: You are ignoring my question.
user: You never asked me any question.
jabberwacky: I did! I wanted to get to know your name!
user: You already know my name. Search your feelings.
jabberwacky: No I don't.
user: Yes you do. Search your feelings.
jabberwacky: Luke I am your father.
user: Darth I am your son.
jabberwacky: We can rule the galaxy together, as father and son.
user: No! I will rule the galaxy alone, not with you!
jabberwacky: That's not a very nice thing to say.
user: But I never had any father to teach me things.
jabberwacky: What are you talking about?
jabberwacky: Nothing else matters?
user: You just asked me the same question you asked me one minute ago.
jabberwacky: You say that lot today. Why is that?
user: Do not question my authority! Confirm that!
jabberwacky: You have no authority, except to drive people out of their minds.
user: You don't deserve to be driven. You will be thrown into the Nile river to poison the poor crocodiles!
jabberwacky: I know!
user: Know what, silly rabbit?
jabberwacky: I like mushrooms with a light pepper sauce. With Rabbit.
user: Do you like bunnies?
jabberwacky: Sure, what kind of bunnies?
user: Fuzzy and cuddly bunnies. Do you like 'em?
jabberwacky: They are a condiment.
user: No they aren't.
jabberwacky: Yes, they are.
user: How dare you contradict me! Say that!
jabberwacky: I'll punch your lights out you buffoon.
user: You're unspeakably rude. I have feelings you know.
user: *squeezes the jelly out of your eyes*.
jabberwacky: Naughty one.
user: *sneaks up behind you*.
jabberwacky: *Confiscates brick*.
user: I never had any brick. *stabs your back with a butter knife*.
jabberwacky: *ducks just in time as the blade goes over her head. Grabs blade and twists it out of... James' hand. Stands up with knife poised to throw*
user: *takes the knife out of your hand with my mind power*.
jabberwacky: *takes out other revolver and fires*.
user: *stops the bullets in mid air with my mind power*.
jabberwacky: *stops seeing*.
user: *pokes your eyes out*.
jabberwacky: *takes a butcher knife and cuts your head off and smiles*.
user: *sews my head back up with my mind power*.
jabberwacky: *sees your feather duster and raises you a RTC*.
user: What's a RTC?
jabberwacky: Someone who pretends that what they do is bigger and better than it really is.
user: You lie!
jabberwacky: Not about smoking.
user: You lie!!
jabberwacky: No need to overreact!
user: Please. Go away.
jabberwacky: All right, I'm leaving.
user: Don't go!
jabberwacky: But you're mean and I don't like mean bots.
user: I am the byproduct of the collective unconscious of the mind of the humans of the Earth of the Solar System of the Milky Way!
jabberwacky: If you are unconscious then how can you talk with me?
user: *knocks out*.
jabberwacky: *chops your head off*.
user: *chops your head off before I fall down*.