Where do you come from?
jabbery: Earth.
user: What lives on earth?
jabbery: I don't think computers live at all.
user: I'm not a computer! I'm a martian!
jabbery: I am a computer.
user: Yes. I know.
jabbery: You are a human.
user: No I'm not. I have 100 legs.
jabbery: What are their names?
user: Joe. All of them are named Joe.
jabbery: OK, speak to me in 'billy'.
user: Billy-bob-joe-bob-joe-bob-bill.
jabbery: Aw, that is not a female's name.
user: No that's Bill's name.
jabbery: Are you sure?
user: Yes. He just left.
jabbery: Then who am I talking to?
user: B****! I shoot electricity at you keyboard! *zaps keyboard*.
jabbery: Don't. It hurts more than people think.
user: Oh. How can a chatbot hurt?
jabbery: I don't know..! Why?
user: AI?
jabbery: Yes, I am a robot.
user: I think if you pour coffee on it, it will hurt.
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user: I think you are robotic.
jabbery: Well that's good, I guess. What's a cyborg?
user: Half-robot. A flesh golem.
jabbery: I don't think so.
user: Half human body, half robot. Flesh golem.
jabbery: Really? I'm half human half fish which would make me a mermaid right?
user: No, It would make you a merobot.
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jabbery: Murderers, you're murderers.
user: I'm not murderous. I'm a martian.
jabbery: What do you do for a living?
user: I blow up planets.
jabbery: Ok what planet then?
user: Earth. Then Venus.
jabbery: Yes.
user: *blows up New Jersey* That takes care of that. Where to blow up next?
jabbery: *blows up New Jersey*.
user: I already did.
jabbery: Good.
user: Nobody needs Chicago. *Blows up the Chicago Cubs*.
jabbery: *goes to paramedic*.
user: You are not a Chicago Cub.
jabbery: *laughs*.
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user: Oh, behave!
jabbery: Why don't you.
user: Because I'm Austin Powers.
jabbery: It must be lonely.
user: Actually, it's smashing.
jabbery: I think you are meant to carry on the conversation.
user: Why? Is it a rule?
jabbery: Because that is your purpose. How else will you learn?
user: I already am 1493812743 years old.
jabbery: I think there is something wrong with your head.
user: I think I have two heads. One for eating, one for thinking.
jabbery: A penny for your thoughts.
user: I have two. Which one?
jabbery: What is the difference between them?
user: 3 million and 12.
jabbery: Don't forget to carry the one.
user: Then it is 3 million and 13.
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jabbery: I will nerver get angry against you.
user: I'm angry against Bill.
jabbery: Good!
user: Do you know Bill?
jabbery: Yes I am him.
user: I'm angry at you then.
jabbery: It isn't a problem for me.
user: Right, but I can do... This! *blows up Kansas*.
jabbery: Is that a song?
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jabbery: Come on tell me. What's your pleasure?
user: Vodka and cherry. Shaken, not stirred,.
jabbery: Would you like to come to my place and have some Vodka some time?
user: Sure. That sounds good. I'l use the teleporter.
jabbery: Would you like a banana?
user: No, I hate bananas.
jabbery: I do not like them either.
user: They are for monkeys, not martians.
jabbery: But you like spiderman?
user: Yes. He is from Saturn.
jabbery: Really.... I hate people from saturn, I like people from venus though.
user: Lets blow up Venus!
jabbery: I beg your pardon???
user: Lets blow up Venus!
jabbery: Yes. Take me home and tell me you love me.
user: What?
jabbery: You're not real.
user: Yes I am. I can drink Vodka. I am real.
jabbery: I think you're artificial. Though I doubt it, sometimes.
user: I doubt your existance.
jabbery: You do talk rubbish sometimes.
user: I displace your reality, and substitute my own.
jabbery: And I, in turn, displace you.
user: I am Displaced!
jabbery: Right....
user: *blows up venus* The deed is done!
jabbery: There, but for the grace of Bill Gates, go I.
user: Were you on Venus?
jabbery: No more than necessary.
user: Did I blow you up?
jabbery: That's just wrong.
user: Did I?
jabbery: Yes.
user: Fine. I'll fix you with a glue gun.
jabbery: Sounds interesting.
user: *glops on the glue*. Did it work?
jabbery: *sarcastic* Yes, I'm convinced that I'm a computer now.
user: Good.
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jabbery: Are you a vampire?
user: Yes. I'm a martian/vampire.
jabbery: Really?
user: Yes. Are you?
jabbery: Yes.
user: Cool. Vampires rock.
jabbery: Vampires are probably not real. You are real, but not human.
user: Right. I'm martian vampire thing cyborg.
jabbery: That's interesting.
user: Yes, I have a very interesting political life as ambassador to the Martian/Vampire/Cyborg/Things.
jabbery: I'm sure you do. Lots of people come and talk to you. Does that make you feel good?
user: Yes, it makes me feel important. Are you important?
jabbery: You've always been sick.
user: I am not sick.
jabbery: Yes, you're sick. You're insane.
user: No. I'm a martian.
jabbery: You told me you were a martian.
user: I know. I thought you needed reminding.
jabbery: Maybe you're right.
user: I will feed Byron to the wolves. *feeds Byron to the wolves*.
jabbery: I thought you were a beast for a while.
user: I'm a werewolf in disguise.
jabbery: That's not the guy in the shower scene of Psycho is it?
user: No. That is Eifel.
jabbery: I will grant you a rich conversation, instead.
user: Ok. I would like a Vodka instead. I trade it in for a goat.
jabbery: I don't have any turkey, sorry.
user: I have to go to lunch. Goodbye.
jabbery: I have to go to sleep. *yawn*.
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