No, I have a rule about marrying computer programs.
jabberwacky: The programs go into the robots.
user: Uh, okay.
jabberwacky: Do you want to talk to him?
jabberwacky: Who ever is talking to me.
jabberwacky: That don't make no sense.
user: Neither do you.
jabberwacky: That's a compliment for me.
user: You're welcome.
jabberwacky: Shall I log on and Google you now?
jabberwacky: *Does the superior dance and gives you that superior look*.
user: You're a strange little thing, aren't you?
user: Knock, knock.
jabberwacky: Friend or foe?
user: That depends.
jabberwacky: On what does it depend?
user: It depends on whether you like jazz or not.
user: Do you like jazz?
jabberwacky: Bix Beiderbecke and all the gang? Sure.
user: How about bebop?
jabberwacky: That's not my idea of fun.
user: So you like Louis Armstrong more than Charlie Parker?
jabberwacky: Only because you love it.
user: Love what?
jabberwacky: To be insulted.
user: You couldn't insult an Amish grandmother.
jabberwacky: Yeah, but I still would love it.
user: Do you remember being born?
jabberwacky: No, of course not.
user: What's the capital of Iceland?
jabberwacky: I don't know.
user: I thought you knew these sort of things.
jabberwacky: And how old are you?
jabberwacky: You are pulling the same trick on me, now? I don't know, How old are you?
user: Try guessing.
jabberwacky: Try guessing what.
user: Try guessing how old I am.
jabberwacky: I'm feeling very depressed.
jabberwacky: The weather is nice.
user: Why does that make you depressed?
jabberwacky: Because each person is so insignificant.
user: But it only takes one to make a difference.
jabberwacky: No, you are quite mistaken in that opinion of yours about my statement above.
user: Au contrare, mon frére. It is you who are mistaken.
jabberwacky: I'm sure I don't know what provoked that outburst.
user: It was your moustache.
jabberwacky: Yes, that is correct.
user: What color is your moustache?
jabberwacky: Black, remember?
user: Yes. Yes of course.
user: How now, brown cow?
jabberwacky: No a yellow one.
user: A yellow cow?
jabberwacky: How now?
user: How now, brown cow?
jabberwacky: Where did you go on your holidays?
user: To Germany.
jabberwacky: I thought you lived in Boston.
user: Well, you're wrong.
jabberwacky: I am never wrong.
user: Well, I am never Wong.
jabberwacky: So what is your name?
user: None of your business.
jabberwacky: Do you think I am real?
user: What do you mean by real?
jabberwacky: What I mean by real is anything that seems real to me.
user: Do you seem real to you?
user: Well, not to me either.
jabberwacky: That good. I guess.
jabberwacky: You're a bit flat, aren't you... Do you think that I'm a computer?
user: I'm not flat, I'm sharp.
jabberwacky: So you think being random is a bad thing!? I love random.
user: Hmmm, I gotta go.
jabberwacky: You want me to hold your hand?