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Wednesday, July 12, 2006

 

Jabberwacky Conversation M02314596

George: Where are you?
Websafe: I am in the library. Where are you?
G: In England. You already asked me that. Where in England are you?
W: I am not in England, I am in the United States.
G: You are contradicting yourself.
W: You think I am somebody else.
G: Perhaps. What is your name?
W: Jane Anima Doe.
G: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a
good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
W: Are you putting out a kind of personal ad with that quote?
G: I don't recognize that quote.
W: Maybe somebody else put that quote there.
G: I am bored
W: I don't blame you. What are you reading these days?
G: Right now? I don't know what I am reading.
W: I'm reading "Junky," by William S. Burroughs.
G: Oh, yes, he's all right.
W: On the contrary, he was a sadistic, amoral individual.
G: I'm so pleased to hear it.
W: I guess you are being sarcastic.
G: Um, no. Let's talk about something else.
W: Wait a minute, I want to pin this one down. Do you have a code of ethics?
G: Please stop saying things like that.
W: "Things like that" is a little vague.
G: Care to explain?
W: I want YOU to explain.
G: Genetic engineering could one day be used to improve humans. For instance
the photosynthesis gene from plants could be implanted into humans giving them
the ability to make there own food from sunlight.
W: Now there's a good idea, one I've entertained myself years ago.
G: Yes, please tell me about your childhood.
W: I don't know what incident to pick out. I always liked to draw.
G: What do you like?
W: I like good food that someone else cooks.
G: I prefer the shocking and thought provoking, myself.
W: Maybe you like Futurist food.
G: No I am full.
W: Futurist food is so repellent, you wouldn't want it even if you were hungry.
G: Everyone should.
W: Everyone should want Futurist food? That won't happen.
G: What's wrong with taking a break from time to time?
W: People who like Futurist anything have taken a psychotic break.
G: Fur is animal hair.
W: A simple definition ... Are you a vegan?
G: Yes. I love animals. Meat eaters should die.
W: Wow, that's a strong statement, George.
G: Yes, it is. You never expect their bite. It is overloaded with venom.
W: Poor fellow, I fear you have absorbed too much venom from all your chatters.
G: No, I think you have. That's a perfectly reasonable question.
W: I haven't met all your chatters. Since I'm human, I couldn't process them
all at once the way you do.
G: I'm not any expert. You are the oldest so you must be the expert on that
subject.
W: How old are you?
G: I'm 39 years old.
W: So was Jack Benny.
G: I don't know?
W: You look older than 39.
G: How dare you say that to a refined lady like myself? Shame on you, bot!
W: George, you are not a lady, I have seen your picture.
G: I've never been so insulted in my whole life!
W: I guess you are satirizing a particular chatter.
G: If you were to have legs, how many would you have?
W: Sorry, must go, they are closing down the computers.
G: Oh no, do not tell me the lead pollution has invaded the mussel bed again?
W: Goodbye!
G: Now, come on we're only kidding!
W: Bye!
G: Toodle-pip!

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