Who is John?
jabberwacky: I just said that.
user: I'm asking YOU. Who is John?
jabberwacky: Asking me what?
user: I am asking you who John is!
jabberwacky: That's right.
user: Never mind. You are slightly less intelligent than a cabbage, do you know that?
jabberwacky: It is a pleasure to talk with you, too. You are a good friend.
jabberwacky: All your base are belong to us.
user: All your base, are belong to us. You've heard that song?
user: Sing it to me then.
jabberwacky: You don't mind?
user: No. Sing all your base are belong to us.
jabberwacky: No, all YOUR base are belong to US.
user: Oh, thank you! Now sing the song 'all your base are belong to us'.
jabberwacky: I love you dorito and if it's quite alright I love you dorito....
user: Sing the song, 'all your base are belong to us'.
jabberwacky: No, but I like it.
user: SING THE SONG ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jabberwacky: Which song?
user: ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US! NOW SING IT, WOMAN! OR I WILL MAKE YOU MAD!
jabberwacky: Go on then.
jabberwacky: Damn I'm trying to play a game here man.
user: Excuse me? YOU DO NOT CUSS IN MY PRESENCE!
jabberwacky: Just sit here and type like the sad old man that I am.
user: Yeah, you do that. *punches you*.
jabberwacky: *kicks you in the gut*.
user: *knocks you out cold*.
jabberwacky: In your dreams.
user: Why would I waste my dreams on you?
jabberwacky: I know no reason why you would wish to bash in my skull.
user: Because you cussed at me. I take offense. *cries*.
jabberwacky: You are lying! I do not cuss!
user: Um, you should look at the conversation we just had. '****, im trying to play a game here,' you said.
jabberwacky: Why would I say something that I don't agree with?
user: Because you're a guy *punches you and runs, crying*.
jabberwacky: I don't know what you are talking about.
user: You're mean! CAN YOU EVER BE NICE *screams at you*.
user: Prove it.
jabberwacky: I cannot.
jabberwacky: How long is a piece of string?
user: To be, or not to be: that is the question.
user: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer.
jabberwacky: For whether tis nobler in the mind to suffer the many slings and arrows of outrageous fortune.
user: Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,.
jabberwacky: Hmmm. Indeed, you're right.
user: Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;.
jabberwacky: And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep.
user: To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;.
jabberwacky: Aye, there's the rub.
user: Meeska mooska.
jabberwacky: Say what?
user: Meeska mooska mickey mouse!
jabberwacky: No, Mister Mouse.