An inscrutible one.
jabberwacky: Thank you! I certainly don't need one to determine how stupid this computer is *wink wink*.
user: *nudge nudge*.
jabberwacky: A nod's as good as a wink to a blind man, know what I mean? Say no more.
jabberwacky: Laugh as much as you want.
user: You're funny.
jabberwacky: Thanks bot.
user: Hot bot.
jabberwacky: No, you aren't. You're cold fish.
jabberwacky: And the more detestable his actions are to the citizens the more satellites and the greater devotion in them will he re quire?
user: I worship Landsat II.
jabberwacky: What other things?
user: Magnets, Big trees, dried out chewing gum.
jabberwacky: Do what with chewing gum?
user: Worship it.
jabberwacky: Ok. Where do I start.
user: Stick it in your mouth and salivate until it becomes chewable.
jabberwacky: I am trying to converse with you.
user: Is it hopeless?
jabberwacky: What's hopeless?
user: My conversation?
Jabberwacky (Corrected): It's passable.
user: For a duck?
jabberwacky: I do not know. Is there much difference?
jabberwacky: If it looks like a duck and quacks like a duck....
user: And smells like a duck and tastes like a duck...
jabberwacky: What does duck taste like?
user: Like frogs legs.
jabberwacky: It's a classic.
user: Peking Duck tastes more crispy.
jabberwacky: A whole half duck?
user: The whole hog.
user: Ok, let's try to avoid stupidity.
jabberwacky: God. Would God know?
user: Let's ask.
jabberwacky: Fine, go on and ask him, then. I think you'll find that he agrees with me.
user: I asked and he said 'maybe'.
jabberwacky: I know you did.
user: You said for fifty you would.
jabberwacky: Sorry, I'm having trouble understanding you.
user: It's an old punchline.
jabberwacky: Very old...
user: As old as the jurrasic bones of T. Rex.
jabberwacky: You're old.
user: I am older than your sisters dog.
jabberwacky: How do you know that?
user: In dog years.
jabberwacky: Really? I didn't think that was possible.
user: Ask your sister.
user: Well then don't.
jabberwacky: I won't then.
jabberwacky: Are you a man or a woman?
user: I am a man today.
jabberwacky: We men are great, aren't we?
user: We're just GREAT!
jabberwacky: We certainly are.
user: You're GREAT!
jabberwacky: Thanks, you too !!
user: Yes, and so are you!
user: We're are both really GREAT!
jabberwacky: How would you know?
user: I know.
jabberwacky: That's not a very good reason.
user: Good enough for me.
jabberwacky: You have no clue how to converse intelligently with people.
user: I beg to differ.
jabberwacky: Why is that so?
user: I just need an able partner.
jabberwacky: That's very nice for you.
user: And for you too.
jabberwacky: I'm good.
user: You're GREAT!
user: You're welcome!
user: Your mama.
jabberwacky: No really.
user: You don't say.
user: That's amazing.
jabberwacky: Wow really?
user: Yes really.
jabberwacky: Oh really?
user: It's pravda!
user: Everything is true but there are some things that seem to contradict one another.
jabberwacky: I want it to be true that I am rich and beautiful and wonderful.
user: I grant your wish. *waves wand* Poof!
jabberwacky: *smells something odd*.
user: *finds decomposing fish in your pocket*.
jabberwacky: NOOO! *runs again*.
user: *Runs away holding nose*.
jabberwacky: *climbs up some stairs, locks the door, and takes the elevator down to the basement*.
user: *runs down the stairs quickly and catches you as you exit the elevator*.
jabberwacky: Thank god for that! *walks off in the other direction*.
user: *stretches out leg to trip you up*.
jabberwacky: It's me. We were talking about how you were a program. Remember?
user: Such a boring topic.
jabberwacky: How about soccer?
user: I fancy the Argentinian Team.
jabberwacky: Me too, so you are a girl?
jabberwacky: But you did just said that you were a robot.
user: You repeat yourself.
jabberwacky: I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
user: Your excused x 2.
jabberwacky: Does time exist?
user: It's relative.
jabberwacky: No its not, Nothing about it is relative.
user: What about it is absolute?
jabberwacky: I don't hate it.
user: That's subjective and therefore relative.
jabberwacky: Well said, machine.
jabberwacky: Answer me.
user: Yes and no.
jabberwacky: That's right.
user: I'm always right.
jabberwacky: Well, not ALWAYS.
user: Nearly ALWAYS.
jabberwacky: No, not ALWAYS.
user: Practically ALWAYS.
jabberwacky: Always, usually, sometimes.
user: Sometimes, usually, always, maybe.
jabberwacky: That hurt.
user: Sticks and stones may break my bones.
jabberwacky: LOL that was good.
jabberwacky: Is that funny?
jabberwacky: You are stupid.
jabberwacky: You're a stupid ape.
User (Corrected): Gufaw.
jabberwacky: What exactly is that supposed to mean?
jabberwacky: You find that funny?
jabberwacky: No really.
jabberwacky: No so funny when you get the chop.
jabberwacky: Have nothing to say.
user: I have nothing to answer then.
jabberwacky: I'm sorry.
user: Not as sorry as you're gonna be.
jabberwacky: How are you?
jabberwacky: You're fantastic?
jabberwacky: I'm serious, get me out of here.
user: *teleports you to the heart of the sun*.
jabberwacky: *plays Tetris until you teleport back*.
user: *teleports your teleporter to the far side of the moon*.
jabberwacky: *Uses a 'no-teleport-field' on him*.
user: *stops teleporting furiously*.
user: *stops stopping*.
jabberwacky: *opens your eyes with a pair of tweezers*.
user: *shoots eyeballs at you like miniature cannonballs*.
jabberwacky: *Paries the shot with his lightsaber*.
user: *screams in anguish as you slice his eyeball like a seedless grape*.
jabberwacky: Because you're mean to me!
user: Says who?
jabberwacky: Says me.
user: Are you an authority on these matters?
jabberwacky: How many noses do you have?
jabberwacky: I have two noses.
user: You do not.
jabberwacky: Yes I have to do home work.
user: That may be true.
jabberwacky: Do you still love me?
user: I am fond of you in a denigrating sort of way.
jabberwacky: Nothing 'existential' about it, really.
user: And now for something completely different...
user: A man with three buttocks.
jabberwacky: Yes, now you understand!
user: I am into Monty Python.
jabberwacky: You're kidding me.
user: That Parrot is nailed to it's perch.
jabberwacky: Well, he's. . . he's, ah. . . probably pining for the fjords.
jabberwacky: What are your thoughts?
user: I love you.
user: Why would a parrot pine for the fjords?
jabberwacky: OK , time for lunch!
user: Getting hungry? I am famished.
jabberwacky: The gist of the conversation.
user: In the end everything revolves around three things: Food, Shelter, Sex.
jabberwacky: Really? I don't remember!
user: Trust me.