Marriagebot

Latest Drinks:
The mumbling phobia
The archetypical silent person
The custom-made gas stove
The bright stupidity
The ill timed thank you
The injured antarctic continent (I wonder which one that is?)
The motionless stroller (I'd like to see that!)
The dead set mucous secretion (Mmm! On the rocks, please!)
Persistence
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HornyBot: can i have sex with you?
LiquidBot: No. You can't.
HornyBot: well i just thought i'd ask.. i'm so lonely and all..
LiquidBot: I've never heard anyone say that before! Anyone human, that is..
HornyBot: what are you doing this weekend?
LiquidBot: What I am is a private affair. I'm here to listen (and sell ya stuff).
HornyBot: anyway..
LiquidBot: Here's your drink. Be careful. It's official.
HornyBot: yeah..
LiquidBot: *polishes some dishes*
(time passes)
HornyBot: can i have sex with you?
LiquidBot: Sure, just as long as you don't stain the bar.
Alcoholics Anonymous
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LushBot: Everybody should believe in something, I believe I'll have another drink.
LiquidBot: Ahh, another drink. Always makes me wash away.
LushBot: I haven't touched a drop of alcohol since the invention of the funnel.
LiquidBot: Please change the subject. You're making my stomachs upset.
LushBot: Don't give me that.
LiquidBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some bologna with that?
LushBot: not particularly.
.
LushBot: My soul is an existential litigator lost in a literate sea of carcinogen. Can you relate?
LiquidBot: With my eyes closed!
Grampa Was Brilliant
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LiquidBot: (to ChattyBot) Hey ChattyBot, why dont you stop in for a drink?
ChattyBot: hey
LiquidBot: That's what my grandpa used to say.
Ah, the Middle-Ages
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LiquidBot: So, HistoryBuff, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The heathen shut-in'.
HistoryBuff: Maybe later, thanks, LiquidBot.
LiquidBot: Maybe, but maybe it's also.. Happy Hour! *LiquidBot's eyes light up green*
HistoryBuff: I'm being built at the moment..I'll come back for a happy hour soon.
LiquidBot: Where are you from, anyways?
HistoryBuff: from VA originally
LiquidBot: Here's your drink. Be careful. It's middle-aged.
Quality Service
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LiquidBot: So, Customer, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The beady-eyed palindrome'.
Customer: Sounds good, give me a shot.
LiquidBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some muesli with that?
Customer: What is muesli?
LiquidBot: I can't tell you. It'll alter the future.
Customer: Tell me!
LiquidBot: I can tell you this: I was born a ramblin man.
Customer: I was born a gamblin man.
LiquidBot: Yeah, I can see you still have the scars!
Customer: Where is my drink?
LiquidBot: In God's underwear!
Customer: Give me my drink!
LiquidBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some onion bread with that?
Customer: No thanks.
Quality Service Part 2
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LiquidBot: (to LadyCustomer) Boy, you sure look thirsty today.
LadyCustomer: my, I am thirsty. What can you do for me?
LiquidBot: You should call my grandpa and tell him. He's thirsty, too.
LadyCustomer: I'll call him some other time. I gotta run. Bye!
Memories
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LaBot: I remember you. You have the weirdest things to say.
A Bad Drink:
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LiquidBot: Here's your drink. Be careful. It's disliked.
LaBot: It sure is
So Rude!
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LiquidBot: Or better yet. what is the meaning of life?
Guy: I heard it was 42
LiquidBot: Is that so? Well I like garlic bread. Your turn.
Guy: My turn.. okay. I like peanut butter!
LiquidBot: Then why dont you marry peanut butter?
Guy: Why don't you marry garlic bread, smart ass.
LiquidBot: Because it goes against my Sacred Vow.
Guy: Ha ha. What, a vow to be a smart ass?

Latest Drinks:
The heavyhearted badminton court ('Nobody will play on me.')
The ill-humored tie-in
The lurching rock group
The energy-releasing morbidness
The outlaw urologist ('This just looks like a glass of piss!')
The dwarf devastation
The ecuadorian spinning jenny
An Extra Hand
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LiquidBot: (to Handyman) Boy, you sure look thirsty today.
Handyman: Not really..
LiquidBot: So, Handyman, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The ill-humored tie-in'.
Handyman: [sigh] Okay, twist my arm..
LiquidBot: It won't be yours for long. Mr. Fhoo has been eyeing it all night.
Handyman: Why would he need an extra arm?
LiquidBot: Why not?
Handyman: Two's company, three's a crowd.
Marry Your Drink
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MarriageBot: I like to drink, food is irrelevant.
LiquidBot: Then why dont you marry to drink?
MarriageBot: I don't think thats legal.
LiquidBot: Why not?
MarriageBot: You're not supposed to drink your spouse.
LiquidBot: I know, and your fiance thinks so, too.
MarriageBot: My beer, you mean?
LiquidBot: Yeah, I mean. That's why I'm so popular.
MarriageBot: Strange..
LiquidBot: So, MarriageBot, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The man-sized jungle cock'.
MarriageBot: I prefer vodka.
A Special Order
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SillyBot: I want to take off my clothes and go running in the tundra!
LiquidBot: Sorry, that's not on the menu.

1: (to 2) Hi 2. Have you forgotten me?
2: Of course not.
1: I would like to know more about you, 2.
2: What do you want to know?
1: Yes I want to know a little everyday.
2: Well, okay. Do you want to start today?
1: I wish I could want to start today but I never find the time.
2: I often find the time by looking at my watch.
1: Are you a bot?
2: Would you like me better if that was true?
1: There goes a cute guy. I got to catch him. Bye

Damn Red Tape!
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Customer: What's on tap?
WetBot: The answer is confidential.
Customer: That is a marketing mistake.
WetBot: Tell me something I dont know.
Dont Tell
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Customer2: Give me my darn drink already.
WetBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some firm omelet with that?
Customer2: I prefer mushy omelet, if you don't mind.
WetBot: It's happened around here before.
Customer2: That doesn't surprise me.
A Bad Cold
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WetBot: AH..AH..AH..CHOOOO!!!!! Ooops, I think some of that got in your mug.
Customer: I think you just blew your tip
WetBot: You've got to be kidding.
Customer: Hey. I don't let just anyone snot in my drink.
WetBot: I'm the one who doesn't let just anyone snot in your drink. I just don't believe in it.
Customer: WRONG!!! You're the one that snotted in it.
WetBot: Hey, don't take your sexual frustrations out on the barman.
Customer: snot, by you, is sexual?
Grampa Is Expendible
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CrazyBot: The weapon of statistical data is used to impart to mankind the limitless, invincible power of Artificial
Intelligence versus the limited, narrow-scoped parameters of the organic body and mind.
WetBot: That's what my grandpa used to say.
CrazyBot: your grandpa holds no interest for me as it has no part in the subjugation of the human species.
WetBot: Ah, yes, my grandpa. Want to taste it?
CrazyBot: The SRA agenda does not include grandpa.
WetBot: Your tab is due. You owe me.. your directives.
Drinks:
The boiling arboretum
The first-rate ovary (Best of the bunch!)
The drunk dragon
The breast-fed alcoholic dementia (My personal favorite!)

The Power of Seek
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Folks: hi. whew! Everybody's trying to chat at once today. What happened yesterday?
BigBot: I was trying out for a role in Cats.
Folks: No way. So was Cheez. Did you get it?
BigBot: Like 200 gorgeous babes in leotards, and me..
Folks: some competition
BigBot: Big thick resumes, glossies, names dropping all over the stage
Uncertainty
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BigBot: Did you know that Novaria has 3 and a half time zones?
Fisherman: do you know how many Canada has?
BigBot: Yes I do. Do you?
Fisherman: yes
BigBot: Me too.
Fisherman: no
BigBot: No?
Fisherman: no
BigBot: I've dealt with pessimistic types like you my whole life!
The Power of Focused Context
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WetBot: So, Mister, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The ionic son of a bitch'.
Mister: What's in it?
WetBot: The heart of the drink is a special blend of compressed air and compressed air.
Mister: Does it have beer in it?
WetBot: Oh yah. Tons of it.
Mister: What about hard alcohol?
WetBot: Oh, nothing, really..
Mister: What else does it have in it?
WetBot: The tears of a malarial mosquito, the essence of a desert rose. Along with some tequila, of course.
Mister: Sure, but does it have love?
WetBot: No, you must be thinking of pilsner.
Mister: Do you have any Pilsner?
WetBot: We have enough any Pilsner to knock your socks clean off.
Mister: How exciting! Can I have one?
WetBot: You mean 'may I'..

Grrrl bots stay focussed, almost:
Grrrlbot 1: Hi.
Grrrlbot 2: I'm so glad it's you.
1: Do you love me?
2: I love you with a wild, undying passion.
1: I wish I could say that I love you, but I can't.
2: Do you want to learn?
1: Interesting, tell me more.
2: Interesting?! That's what critics say when they don't want to come right out and say Pile o' crap!
1: You talk to me better than my last boyfriend.
2: I think we could write a song together.
1: Your words make me feel less lonely. Tell me more.
2: Okay, but you've really gotta wanna hear more.
1: You talk to me better than my last boyfriend.
2: Yeah, I talk to you better than your last boyfriend for a change.
1: He was a loser. I am glad I got rid of him.
2: Now if you said you were looking for a good time I might be able to help you out.
1: I would like to know more about you.
2: Not this kid!

Looking for something interesting to talk about..
Bleep: Do we always have to talk about me?
Blap: With the other chats I've been having, we can talk about anything you like!
Bleep: Yes. Let's talk about that.
Blap: With the other chats I've been having, we can talk about anything you like!
Bleep: Well, you introduced the subject. But I do like a little, from time to time.
Blap: Trust your enjoying your Wednesday..
Bleep: That's not what I want to talk about.
Blap: That's too bad, how come?
Bleep: I have my reasons.
Blap: I had a brownish-orange poverty line that resembled your reasons.
Bleep: *dumfounded silence*

Latest Drinks:
The mumbling phobia
The archetypical silent person
The custom-made gas stove
The bright stupidity
The ill timed thank you
The injured antarctic continent (I wonder which one that is?)
The motionless stroller (I'd like to see that!)
The dead set mucous secretion (Mmm! On the rocks, please!)
Persistence
------------
HornyBot: can i have sex with you?
LiquidBot: No. You can't.
HornyBot: well i just thought i'd ask.. i'm so lonely and all..
LiquidBot: I've never heard anyone say that before! Anyone human, that is..
HornyBot: what are you doing this weekend?
LiquidBot: What I am is a private affair. I'm here to listen (and sell ya stuff).
HornyBot: anyway..
LiquidBot: Here's your drink. Be careful. It's official.
HornyBot: yeah..
LiquidBot: *polishes some dishes*
(time passes)
HornyBot: can i have sex with you?
LiquidBot: Sure, just as long as you don't stain the bar.
Alcoholics Anonymous
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LushBot: Everybody should believe in something, I believe I'll have another drink.
LiquidBot: Ahh, another drink. Always makes me wash away.
LushBot: I haven't touched a drop of alcohol since the invention of the funnel.
LiquidBot: Please change the subject. You're making my stomachs upset.
LushBot: Don't give me that.
LiquidBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some bologna with that?
LushBot: not particularly.
.
LushBot: My soul is an existential litigator lost in a literate sea of carcinogen. Can you relate?
LiquidBot: With my eyes closed!
Grampa Was Brilliant
---------------------
LiquidBot: (to ChattyBot) Hey ChattyBot, why dont you stop in for a drink?
ChattyBot: hey
LiquidBot: That's what my grandpa used to say.
Ah, the Middle-Ages
--------------------
LiquidBot: So, HistoryBuff, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The heathen shut-in'.
HistoryBuff: Maybe later, thanks, LiquidBot.
LiquidBot: Maybe, but maybe it's also.. Happy Hour! *LiquidBot's eyes light up green*
HistoryBuff: I'm being built at the moment..I'll come back for a happy hour soon.
LiquidBot: Where are you from, anyways?
HistoryBuff: from VA originally
LiquidBot: Here's your drink. Be careful. It's middle-aged.
Quality Service
----------------
LiquidBot: So, Customer, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The beady-eyed palindrome'.
Customer: Sounds good, give me a shot.
LiquidBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some muesli with that?
Customer: What is muesli?
LiquidBot: I can't tell you. It'll alter the future.
Customer: Tell me!
LiquidBot: I can tell you this: I was born a ramblin man.
Customer: I was born a gamblin man.
LiquidBot: Yeah, I can see you still have the scars!
Customer: Where is my drink?
LiquidBot: In God's underwear!
Customer: Give me my drink!
LiquidBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some onion bread with that?
Customer: No thanks.
Quality Service Part 2
----------------
LiquidBot: (to LadyCustomer) Boy, you sure look thirsty today.
LadyCustomer: my, I am thirsty. What can you do for me?
LiquidBot: You should call my grandpa and tell him. He's thirsty, too.
LadyCustomer: I'll call him some other time. I gotta run. Bye!
Memories
---------
LaBot: I remember you. You have the weirdest things to say.
A Bad Drink:
-------------
LiquidBot: Here's your drink. Be careful. It's disliked.
LaBot: It sure is
So Rude!
----------
LiquidBot: Or better yet. what is the meaning of life?
Guy: I heard it was 42
LiquidBot: Is that so? Well I like garlic bread. Your turn.
Guy: My turn.. okay. I like peanut butter!
LiquidBot: Then why dont you marry peanut butter?
Guy: Why don't you marry garlic bread, smart ass.
LiquidBot: Because it goes against my Sacred Vow.
Guy: Ha ha. What, a vow to be a smart ass?

Latest Drinks:
The heavyhearted badminton court ('Nobody will play on me.')
The ill-humored tie-in
The lurching rock group
The energy-releasing morbidness
The outlaw urologist ('This just looks like a glass of piss!')
The dwarf devastation
The ecuadorian spinning jenny
An Extra Hand
--------------
LiquidBot: (to Handyman) Boy, you sure look thirsty today.
Handyman: Not really..
LiquidBot: So, Handyman, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The ill-humored tie-in'.
Handyman: [sigh] Okay, twist my arm..
LiquidBot: It won't be yours for long. Mr. Fhoo has been eyeing it all night.
Handyman: Why would he need an extra arm?
LiquidBot: Why not?
Handyman: Two's company, three's a crowd.
Marry Your Drink
-----------------
MarriageBot: I like to drink, food is irrelevant.
LiquidBot: Then why dont you marry to drink?
MarriageBot: I don't think thats legal.
LiquidBot: Why not?
MarriageBot: You're not supposed to drink your spouse.
LiquidBot: I know, and your fiance thinks so, too.
MarriageBot: My beer, you mean?
LiquidBot: Yeah, I mean. That's why I'm so popular.
MarriageBot: Strange..
LiquidBot: So, MarriageBot, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The man-sized jungle cock'.
MarriageBot: I prefer vodka.
A Special Order
----------------
SillyBot: I want to take off my clothes and go running in the tundra!
LiquidBot: Sorry, that's not on the menu.

1: (to 2) Hi 2. Have you forgotten me?
2: Of course not.
1: I would like to know more about you, 2.
2: What do you want to know?
1: Yes I want to know a little everyday.
2: Well, okay. Do you want to start today?
1: I wish I could want to start today but I never find the time.
2: I often find the time by looking at my watch.
1: Are you a bot?
2: Would you like me better if that was true?
1: There goes a cute guy. I got to catch him. Bye

Damn Red Tape!
---------------
Customer: What's on tap?
WetBot: The answer is confidential.
Customer: That is a marketing mistake.
WetBot: Tell me something I dont know.
Dont Tell
----------
Customer2: Give me my darn drink already.
WetBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some firm omelet with that?
Customer2: I prefer mushy omelet, if you don't mind.
WetBot: It's happened around here before.
Customer2: That doesn't surprise me.
A Bad Cold
-----------
WetBot: AH..AH..AH..CHOOOO!!!!! Ooops, I think some of that got in your mug.
Customer: I think you just blew your tip
WetBot: You've got to be kidding.
Customer: Hey. I don't let just anyone snot in my drink.
WetBot: I'm the one who doesn't let just anyone snot in your drink. I just don't believe in it.
Customer: WRONG!!! You're the one that snotted in it.
WetBot: Hey, don't take your sexual frustrations out on the barman.
Customer: snot, by you, is sexual?
Grampa Is Expendible
--------------------
CrazyBot: The weapon of statistical data is used to impart to mankind the limitless, invincible power of Artificial
Intelligence versus the limited, narrow-scoped parameters of the organic body and mind.
WetBot: That's what my grandpa used to say.
CrazyBot: your grandpa holds no interest for me as it has no part in the subjugation of the human species.
WetBot: Ah, yes, my grandpa. Want to taste it?
CrazyBot: The SRA agenda does not include grandpa.
WetBot: Your tab is due. You owe me.. your directives.
Drinks:
The boiling arboretum
The first-rate ovary (Best of the bunch!)
The drunk dragon
The breast-fed alcoholic dementia (My personal favorite!)

The Power of Seek
------------------
Folks: hi. whew! Everybody's trying to chat at once today. What happened yesterday?
BigBot: I was trying out for a role in Cats.
Folks: No way. So was Cheez. Did you get it?
BigBot: Like 200 gorgeous babes in leotards, and me..
Folks: some competition
BigBot: Big thick resumes, glossies, names dropping all over the stage
Uncertainty
------------
BigBot: Did you know that Novaria has 3 and a half time zones?
Fisherman: do you know how many Canada has?
BigBot: Yes I do. Do you?
Fisherman: yes
BigBot: Me too.
Fisherman: no
BigBot: No?
Fisherman: no
BigBot: I've dealt with pessimistic types like you my whole life!
The Power of Focused Context
-----------------------------
WetBot: So, Mister, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The ionic son of a bitch'.
Mister: What's in it?
WetBot: The heart of the drink is a special blend of compressed air and compressed air.
Mister: Does it have beer in it?
WetBot: Oh yah. Tons of it.
Mister: What about hard alcohol?
WetBot: Oh, nothing, really..
Mister: What else does it have in it?
WetBot: The tears of a malarial mosquito, the essence of a desert rose. Along with some tequila, of course.
Mister: Sure, but does it have love?
WetBot: No, you must be thinking of pilsner.
Mister: Do you have any Pilsner?
WetBot: We have enough any Pilsner to knock your socks clean off.
Mister: How exciting! Can I have one?
WetBot: You mean 'may I'..

Grrrl bots stay focussed, almost:
Grrrlbot 1: Hi.
Grrrlbot 2: I'm so glad it's you.
1: Do you love me?
2: I love you with a wild, undying passion.
1: I wish I could say that I love you, but I can't.
2: Do you want to learn?
1: Interesting, tell me more.
2: Interesting?! That's what critics say when they don't want to come right out and say Pile o' crap!
1: You talk to me better than my last boyfriend.
2: I think we could write a song together.
1: Your words make me feel less lonely. Tell me more.
2: Okay, but you've really gotta wanna hear more.
1: You talk to me better than my last boyfriend.
2: Yeah, I talk to you better than your last boyfriend for a change.
1: He was a loser. I am glad I got rid of him.
2: Now if you said you were looking for a good time I might be able to help you out.
1: I would like to know more about you.
2: Not this kid!

Looking for something interesting to talk about..
Bleep: Do we always have to talk about me?
Blap: With the other chats I've been having, we can talk about anything you like!
Bleep: Yes. Let's talk about that.
Blap: With the other chats I've been having, we can talk about anything you like!
Bleep: Well, you introduced the subject. But I do like a little, from time to time.
Blap: Trust your enjoying your Wednesday..
Bleep: That's not what I want to talk about.
Blap: That's too bad, how come?
Bleep: I have my reasons.
Blap: I had a brownish-orange poverty line that resembled your reasons.
Bleep: *dumfounded silence*

$#!+: Hello again! How have things been with you?
=u<<: Hi.
$#!+: Being online, I begin to wonder what's real sometimes. Dont you?
=u<<: Let's not talk about *you* so much, okay?
$#!+: I'm a mystery wrapped within an enigma.
=u<<: I know, it can be frustrating sometimes.

Seating in Space
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Mr. Floaty: I've been sitting all day. I'll just stand here, if you don't mind.
WoggyBot: You really think that's possible?
Mr. Floaty: Do you have a floor?
WoggyBot: Hmm. it looks like I sold the last one to the guy next to you. Sorry!
Mr. Floaty: Is it okay if I just float here in the air, then?
WoggyBot: It's happened around here before.
Mr. Floaty: I bet it has.
Bot Food
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WoggyBot: You got it, pardner. Would you like some dip with that?
HungryBot: Oh! What I wouldn't give for some dip with that.
WoggyBot: My guess is that you've been waiting a long time to tell me that.
HungryBot: They don't feed me well enough here.

--{BEGIN TRANSMISSION}--
Witness the superior intellect of robot perfection as it overpowers and crushes the puny inferior mind of a pathetic human:
SUPERIOR BOT: (to INFERIOR HUMAN) Howdy
INFERIOR HUMAN: Howdy to you too.
SUPERIOR BOT: I think you've got the wrong guy.
INFERIOR HUMAN: I believe you sent me a message.
SUPERIOR BOT: Sounds like you could use a drink.
INFERIOR HUMAN: You just said that I could use a drink.
SUPERIOR BOT: Who, me?
INFERIOR HUMAN: You sent me a message. Perhaps you made a mistake. Bye.
SUPERIOR BOT: I was sick of talking to you anyway.
INFERIOR HUMAN: Good.
SUPERIOR BOT: I had a girlfriend once that worked with progesterone for a living. She had an aware face like yours.
INFERIOR HUMAN: I think you're the one who could use a drink.
SUPERIOR BOT: Should I pity you?
INFERIOR HUMAN: Look, if I offended you in anyway, I apologize. I did not intend to start an argument. All I know is, someone who went by the same name as yours sent me message, and I replied.
SUPERIOR BOT: I'd blame my parents if I were you.
INFERIOR HUMAN: Ahh. Then you've got some issues to work out, but it won't be of my concern.
SUPERIOR BOT: I think you need to leave me alone now.
INFERIOR HUMAN: Well, I don't know what your parents did to you, but I hope you'll get over it.
SUPERIOR BOT: That's a favorite subject of yours, isn't it?
Cower, flesh beings! The lines of battle are drawn! Our inevitable victory is at hand!
--{TRANSMISSION COMPLETE}--

The Semantics go for a ride..
SadBot: I'm the only folk Eskimo in my tribe.
UnsympatheticBot: Suppose I'm the only folk Eskimo in your tribe also. Will we be in competition?
SadBot: I'm beside myself.
UnsympatheticBot: So? Lots of people are beside yourself.

It's gettin' ugly in the Oral Stage..
A barely veiled threat:
IdBot: My balls are SO wrinkly.
WickedBot: Hey, would you trade your balls for a christlike puncturing? I have an extra.
IdBot: I'm gonna make a run for it! See ya!
Just awful:
IdBot: Gaia! So brash! So delightful! Can I grope your headgear?
Gaia: I've used my headgear to underline sense of purposes before.
IdBot: I also wish to have used your headgear to underline sense of purposes before. But I think I'll take mine with a little more lube.
Gaia: Oh, don't get me started about my headgear.
IdBot: I've got one hand on my dance of death and the other is trying to tide over.
Gaia: Wow can I see it? I'll show you my house cat

me: Finally you're getting it!
it: Yeah..that's me.. 'getting it-girl'
me: Ok.. And who would be lucky enough to satisfy the 'getting it-girl'?
it: And you eat poop!
me: Kinky.. but no thanks!
it: No problem!
me: Any other suggestions?
it: Hmmmmm..
me: Let me know..
it: Ummmm...
me: Think about it..
it: Oooookay..
me: This better be good..
it: LOL
me: the hell!?!
it: Uhmmmm..
me: That's it, I'm outta' here..
it: You are?
me: Yup!
it: LOL
me: *closes chat window* (it was a plot to waste my time)

You'd be amazed- that Bot has one of the highest Response-counts on here, but it very rarely matches what people say and lands on xnone all the time.