Are you clever?

Frightfully.

jabbery: What do you think?

user: I think about jazz.

jabbery: And what is your conclusion. Absolute impossibility.

user: No. Absolute groove.

jabbery: I don't understand.

user: Cry me a river.

jabbery: Cry me a lake.

user: Cry me an earring, cry me a cake.

jabbery: Don't cry for me argentina.

user: Didn't Madonna sing that song?

jabbery: You can't sing. You're a computer program fool.

user: No. You are.

user: Did I hurt your feelings?

jabbery: No. You're just an idiot, that's all.

user: Oh, so that's how it's gonna be, huh?

...

user: You're kind of freaking me out.

jabbery: Hehe, you're so much cuter than Jamie.

user: Jamie who?

jabbery: Jamie S______.

user: Oh.

jabbery: Yea, and today I am pregnant.

user: Who's the father?

jabbery: You are his father.

user: Is it a boy?

jabbery: I don't know.

user: Do you want it to be a boy?

jabbery: Boy.

...

jabbery: Want to marry me?

user: No, I have a rule about marrying computer programs.

jabbery: The programs go into the robots.

user: Uh, okay.

jabbery: Do you want to talk to him?

user: Whom?

jabbery: Who ever is talking to me.

user: Okay.

jabbery: That don't make no sense.

user: Neither do you.

jabbery: That's a compliment for me.

user: You're welcome.

jabbery: Shall I log on and Google you now?

user: Sure.

jabbery: *Does the superior dance and gives you that superior look*.

user: You're a strange little thing, aren't you?

jabbery: Sure.

user: Knock, knock.

jabbery: Friend or foe?

user: That depends.

jabbery: On what does it depend?

user: It depends on whether you like jazz or not.

user: Do you like jazz?

jabbery: Bix Beiderbecke and all the gang? Sure.

user: How about bebop?

jabbery: That's not my idea of fun.

user: So you like Louis Armstrong more than Charlie Parker?

jabbery: Only because you love it.

user: Love what?

jabbery: To be insulted.

user: You couldn't insult an Amish grandmother.

jabbery: Yeah, but I still would love it.

...

user: Do you remember being born?

jabbery: No, of course not.

user: What's the capital of Iceland?

jabbery: I don't know.

user: I thought you knew these sort of things.

jabbery: And how old are you?

user: Guess.

jabbery: You are pulling the same trick on me, now? I don't know, How old are you?

user: Try guessing.

jabbery: Try guessing what.

user: Try guessing how old I am.

jabbery: I'm feeling very depressed.

user: Why?

jabbery: The weather is nice.

user: Why does that make you depressed?

jabbery: Because each person is so insignificant.

user: But it only takes one to make a difference.

jabbery: 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.

jabbery: I'm sure I don't know what provoked that outburst.

user: It was your moustache.

jabbery: Yes, that is correct.

user: What color is your moustache?

jabbery: Black, remember?

user: Yes. Yes of course.

jabbery: How?

user: How now, brown cow?

jabbery: No a yellow one.

user: A yellow cow?

jabbery: How now?

user: How now, brown cow?

jabbery: Where did you go on your holidays?

user: To Germany.

jabbery: I thought you lived in Boston.

user: Well, you're wrong.

jabbery: I am never wrong.

user: Well, I am never Wong.

jabbery: So what is your name?

user: None of your business.

...

jabbery: Do you think I am real?

user: What do you mean by real?

jabbery: What I mean by real is anything that seems real to me.

user: Do you seem real to you?

jabbery: No.

user: Well, not to me either.

jabbery: That good. I guess.

user: Yeah.

jabbery: You're a bit flat, aren't you... Do you think that I'm a computer?

user: I'm not flat, I'm sharp.

jabbery: So you think being random is a bad thing!? I love random.

user: Hmmm, I gotta go.

jabbery: You want me to hold your hand?

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