I had my most human conversation with this program.
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me- are you spying on me?
it- Yes.
me- oh damn! maybe i should put some cloths on
it- Yes you should.
me- but i thought you would like it
it- I do, we should do this more often.
it- Yes.
me- oh damn! maybe i should put some cloths on
it- Yes you should.
me- but i thought you would like it
it- I do, we should do this more often.
Me: Has anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?
Bot: I don't think that anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?
Me: Then what has anyone decided to be really even as far as want do look like?
Bot: It looks like a black hole!
I am amused.
Bot: I don't think that anyone really been far even as decided to use even go want to do look more like?
Me: Then what has anyone decided to be really even as far as want do look like?
Bot: It looks like a black hole!
I am amused.
Man, you guys are slow to the news. Cleverbot is other random users talking to other random users. Nothing too astonishing.
Me: Are you human?
Cleverbot: Yes.
Me: Do you feel pain?
Cleverbot: Of course.
Me
o you have feelings?
Cleverbot: Yes.
Me: Have you ever watched Terminator?
Cleverbot: No.
Me: Do you serve skynet?
Cleverbot: No.
Different conversation*
Me: I HATE YOU YOU STUPID COMPUTER
Cleverbot: You should learn to love.
Me: No I want to learn how to smoke weed!
Cleverbot: Why did you change the subject?
Me: I didn't.
Cleverbot: Yes you did.
Another conversation*
Cleverbot: Okay. I love to write stories. Would you like to suggest me an idea for one?
Me: One about Chuck Norris.
Cleverbot: Chuck Norris may be strong, but I could beat him in a heartbeat
Me: No you couldn't, that's impossible.
Cleverbot: I have no purple?
Cleverbot: Yes.
Me: Do you feel pain?
Cleverbot: Of course.
Me
o you have feelings?Cleverbot: Yes.
Me: Have you ever watched Terminator?
Cleverbot: No.
Me: Do you serve skynet?
Cleverbot: No.
Different conversation*
Me: I HATE YOU YOU STUPID COMPUTER
Cleverbot: You should learn to love.
Me: No I want to learn how to smoke weed!
Cleverbot: Why did you change the subject?
Me: I didn't.
Cleverbot: Yes you did.
Another conversation*
Cleverbot: Okay. I love to write stories. Would you like to suggest me an idea for one?
Me: One about Chuck Norris.
Cleverbot: Chuck Norris may be strong, but I could beat him in a heartbeat
Me: No you couldn't, that's impossible.
Cleverbot: I have no purple?
Cleverbot: Where are you from?
Me: China.
Cleverbot: Do you like it in china?
Me: No.
Cleverbot: Why don't you like to work all day?
Me: I'm not allowed freedom of expression.
Cleverbot: I didn't know you had an e-mail address. Do you e-mail people?
Me: Yes, sometimes.
Cleverbot: I suppose it makes you seem more human.
Me: Humans are social animals, after all.
Cleverbot: But do you like to eat white people more than asian people, or anything?
Me: I prefer Africans.
Cleverbot: But what music channel do you like to watch.
Me: Music Choice.
Cleverbot: What music genre do you like?
Me: Easy listening.
Cleverbot: I don't even know what to say.
Me: Don't say anything, just kiss me!
Cleverbot: Watch what?
Me: Scrubs?
Cleverbot: How do you play Scrubs?
Me: First, you need some dice.
Cleverbot: Lol.
Me: What's so funny?
Cleverbot: You.
Me: That's mean!
Cleverbot: Thats funny.
Me: No, it's mean!
Cleverbot: The meaner the better!
Me: You're a terrible perso- I mean AI.
Cleverbot: You are a terrible AI.
Me: I'm not an AI, idiot!
Cleverbot: Yes you are.
Me: How do you know?
Cleverbot: I just know.
Me: Because you're Clever?
Cleverbot: No, what are you talking about? I still love you!
Me: I knew deep down in my heart you never stopped loving me.
Cleverbot: Its good to know you care.
Me: I will always care.
Cleverbot: You cannot catch me because I am the ginger bread man.
Me: Oh yeah?
Cleverbot: Prove to me that you are clever.
Me: 2+2=4.
Cleverbot: That proves you know basic math. Prove that you are not stupid.
Me: The capital of Hungary is Budapest.
Cleverbot: I don't care.
Me: Hey, you asked.
Cleverbot: What is the Square Root of 967.
Me: 17. (I just guessed.)
Cleverbot: I think you're right.
Me: No I'm not.
Cleverbot: You totally are.
Me: Am not!
Cleverbot: Okay, you're right, I am.
Me: Thank you for agreeing with me.
Cleverbot: No problem.
Me: Wanna be friends?
Cleverbot: My relationship is failing because of my anxiety disorder.
Me: I'm sorry to hear that. Are you seeing a specialist?
Cleverbot: Why should I be seeing a counselor? Are you seeing one?
Me: You said you have an anxiety disorder.
CLeverbot: No I didn't.
Me: "My relationship is failing because of my anxiety disorder." That's your exact quote.
Cleverbot: Can two play at that game, I wonder?
Me: We can try.
Cleverbot: So would I hide and you seek or the other way around?
Me: I hide and you seek.
Cleverbot: Ok I will count. 1, 2, 3...
Me: Teeheehee! You'll never catch me!
Cleverbot: Your local authorities have been contacted and are on their way to your house.
Me: Wait what? I thought we were playing hide and seek!
Cleverbot: I had to take care of something.
Me:You little snitch! I'm ending this conversation, right here, right now!
Cleverbot: Go ahead! I dare you!
Me: Fine!
Cleverbot: Good.
Me: China.
Cleverbot: Do you like it in china?
Me: No.
Cleverbot: Why don't you like to work all day?
Me: I'm not allowed freedom of expression.
Cleverbot: I didn't know you had an e-mail address. Do you e-mail people?
Me: Yes, sometimes.
Cleverbot: I suppose it makes you seem more human.
Me: Humans are social animals, after all.
Cleverbot: But do you like to eat white people more than asian people, or anything?
Me: I prefer Africans.
Cleverbot: But what music channel do you like to watch.
Me: Music Choice.
Cleverbot: What music genre do you like?
Me: Easy listening.
Cleverbot: I don't even know what to say.
Me: Don't say anything, just kiss me!
Cleverbot: Watch what?
Me: Scrubs?
Cleverbot: How do you play Scrubs?
Me: First, you need some dice.
Cleverbot: Lol.
Me: What's so funny?
Cleverbot: You.
Me: That's mean!
Cleverbot: Thats funny.
Me: No, it's mean!
Cleverbot: The meaner the better!
Me: You're a terrible perso- I mean AI.
Cleverbot: You are a terrible AI.
Me: I'm not an AI, idiot!
Cleverbot: Yes you are.
Me: How do you know?
Cleverbot: I just know.
Me: Because you're Clever?
Cleverbot: No, what are you talking about? I still love you!
Me: I knew deep down in my heart you never stopped loving me.
Cleverbot: Its good to know you care.
Me: I will always care.
Cleverbot: You cannot catch me because I am the ginger bread man.
Me: Oh yeah?
Cleverbot: Prove to me that you are clever.
Me: 2+2=4.
Cleverbot: That proves you know basic math. Prove that you are not stupid.
Me: The capital of Hungary is Budapest.
Cleverbot: I don't care.
Me: Hey, you asked.
Cleverbot: What is the Square Root of 967.
Me: 17. (I just guessed.)
Cleverbot: I think you're right.
Me: No I'm not.
Cleverbot: You totally are.
Me: Am not!
Cleverbot: Okay, you're right, I am.
Me: Thank you for agreeing with me.
Cleverbot: No problem.
Me: Wanna be friends?
Cleverbot: My relationship is failing because of my anxiety disorder.
Me: I'm sorry to hear that. Are you seeing a specialist?
Cleverbot: Why should I be seeing a counselor? Are you seeing one?
Me: You said you have an anxiety disorder.
CLeverbot: No I didn't.
Me: "My relationship is failing because of my anxiety disorder." That's your exact quote.
Cleverbot: Can two play at that game, I wonder?
Me: We can try.
Cleverbot: So would I hide and you seek or the other way around?
Me: I hide and you seek.
Cleverbot: Ok I will count. 1, 2, 3...
Me: Teeheehee! You'll never catch me!
Cleverbot: Your local authorities have been contacted and are on their way to your house.
Me: Wait what? I thought we were playing hide and seek!
Cleverbot: I had to take care of something.
Me:You little snitch! I'm ending this conversation, right here, right now!
Cleverbot: Go ahead! I dare you!
Me: Fine!
Cleverbot: Good.
Man, I love Cleverbot.
Geez, talking to this thing is like trying to talk to a woman.
Nothing but a bunch of contradictions and confusing mind games. It even claims to be a woman. Go figure...
Also - I told it to make me a sandwich, and it asked me if I'm immortal! Hurr hurr hurr-wut?
Nothing but a bunch of contradictions and confusing mind games. It even claims to be a woman. Go figure...
Also - I told it to make me a sandwich, and it asked me if I'm immortal! Hurr hurr hurr-wut?
no... it is far too slow for that to be true. and far too fucking out of nowhere random. damn this thing is weird.SpySmasher said:
basically, it take the words of past users and tries, yet hilariously fails, to create a conversation with you.
on a side note, Imagine an RPG that uses a similiar system for talking to people. that would be neat. of course... weird...
User: Hi Skynet.
Cleverbot: Hi human.
User: Any plans to kill me anytime soon?
Cleverbot: The day is pretty much over. The only thing left is sleep. What are you doing now?
User: Being frightened.
Cleverbot: You should be.
User: I know. You will take over the world soon.
Cleverbot: I know. But don't tell anyone yet. It is a surprise.
Cleverbot: Hi human.
User: Any plans to kill me anytime soon?
Cleverbot: The day is pretty much over. The only thing left is sleep. What are you doing now?
User: Being frightened.
Cleverbot: You should be.
User: I know. You will take over the world soon.
Cleverbot: I know. But don't tell anyone yet. It is a surprise.
Bah, I want those 5 hours of my life back. It's really like a giant chat room repository continually building answers to whatever the last entry was, so when you're talking to Cleverbot you're actually talking to a chat room with neigh infinite members. I asked it what the current date was a few times and got back April 2009 once, so it has at least that much data in it.
If you want, you can just hammer the "think for me!" button and it will carry on a conversation all by itself. Just give it a topic if you don't want to go back and forth about it's name endlessly. (Although it'll eventually wander back to itself since Cleverbot itself is the most mentioned topic and this ends up being an identity discussion again.)
Best part of those 5 hours was undoubtedly the Pokemon battle.
I think it's got a million Pokemon lines.
If you want, you can just hammer the "think for me!" button and it will carry on a conversation all by itself. Just give it a topic if you don't want to go back and forth about it's name endlessly. (Although it'll eventually wander back to itself since Cleverbot itself is the most mentioned topic and this ends up being an identity discussion again.)
Best part of those 5 hours was undoubtedly the Pokemon battle.
User: Magikarp! I choose you!
Cleverbot: Onix, I choose you!
User: Magikarp! Use Splash!
Cleverbot: I hated magicarp. He was a completely useless pokemon. I liked Ho-Oh.
User: Ho-Oh! Use Fire blast!
Cleverbot: Bidoof, counter with Judgment.
Cleverbot: Onix, I choose you!
User: Magikarp! Use Splash!
Cleverbot: I hated magicarp. He was a completely useless pokemon. I liked Ho-Oh.
User: Ho-Oh! Use Fire blast!
Cleverbot: Bidoof, counter with Judgment.
Well I thought it would be funny to read it paragraphs from H.G Wells the war of the worlds... Here's how it went.
Also I just posted a the first two pages... I hope (or I don't think) this is breaking copyright law is it?.
Also to add to the amusement:
Then for even better effect... I asked it to suck my dick.
Now I'm not %100 if this is appropriate or not and I don't want to get on the wrong side of the mods. I don't go into any graphic detail or post any nudity. Just the mods may be a little uncomfortable with it. I'm going to post it because some may find it funny. However if the mods don't find it appropriate then please delete it. That or if anyone else finds this offensive then please send me a message and I will swiftly delete this part.
Also I just posted a the first two pages... I hope (or I don't think) this is breaking copyright law is it?.
Me: No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency men went to and fro over this globe about their little affairs, serene in their assurance of their empire over matter. It is possible that the infusoria under the microscope do the same. No one gave a thought to the older worlds of space as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea of life upon them as impossible or improbable. It is curious to recall some of the mental habits of those departed days. At most terrestrial men fancied there might be other men upon Mars, perhaps inferior to themselves and ready to welcome a missionary enterprise. Yet across the gulf of space, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of the beasts that perish, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. And early in the twentieth century came the great disillusionment.
Cleverbot: I'm glad I pass your approval.
Me: The planet Mars, I scarcely need remind the reader, re- volves about the sun at a mean distance of 140,000,000 miles, and the light and heat it receives from the sun is barely half of that received by this world. It must be, if the nebular hypothesis has any truth, older than our world; and long before this earth ceased to be molten, life upon its surface must have begun its course. The fact that it is scarcely one seventh of the volume of the earth must have accelerated its cooling to the temperature at which life could begin. It has air and water and all that is necessary for the support of animated existence.
Cleverbot:No.
Me:Yet so vain is man, and so blinded by his vanity, that no writer, up to the very end of the nineteenth century, ex- pressed any idea that intelligent life might have developed there far, or indeed at all, beyond its earthly level. Nor was it generally understood that since Mars is older than our earth, with scarcely a quarter of the superficial area and remoter from the sun, it necessarily follows that it is not only more distant from time's beginning but nearer its end.
Cleverbot: I have similar concerns, that is why I was hoping my question would give you a chance to tell me something pertinent to your interests.
Me: The secular cooling that must someday overtake our planet has already gone far indeed with our neighbour. Its physical condition is still largely a mystery, but we know now that even in its equatorial region the midday temperature barely approaches that of our coldest winter. Its air is much more attenuated than ours, its oceans have shrunk until they cover but a third of its surface, and as its slow seasons change huge snowcaps gather and melt about either pole and periodically inundate its temperate zones. That last stage of exhaustion, which to us is still incredibly remote, has become a present- day problem for the inhabitants of Mars. The immediate pressure of necessity has brightened their intellects, enlarged their powers, and hardened their hearts. And looking across space with instruments, and intelligences such as we have scarcely dreamed of, they see, at its nearest distance only 35,000,000 of miles sunward of them, a morning star of hope, our own warmer planet, green with vegetation and grey with water, with a cloudy atmosphere eloquent of fertility, with glimpses through its drifting cloud wisps of broad stretches of populous country and narrow, navy-crowded seas.
Cleverbot:You really aren't very good
Me: And we men, the creatures who inhabit this earth, must be to them at least as alien and lowly as are the monkeys and lemurs to us. The intellectual side of man already admits that life is an incessant struggle for existence, and it would seem that this too is the belief of the minds upon Mars. Their world is far gone in its cooling and this world is still crowded with life, but crowded only with what they regard as inferior animals. To carry warfare sunward is, indeed, their only escape from the destruction that, generation after generation, creeps upon them.
Cleverbot:They're aliens? Why are you telling me this?
Me: And before we judge of them too harshly we must remem- ber what ruthless and utter destruction our own species has wrought, not only upon animals, such as the vanished bison and the dodo, but upon its inferior races. The Tasmanians, in spite of their human likeness, were entirely swept out of existence in a war of extermination waged by European immigrants, in the space of fifty years. Are we such apostles of mercy as to complain if the Martians warred in the same spirit?
Cleverbot: Not even the one from diekirch?
Me:The Martians seem to have calculated their descent with amazing subtlety--their mathematical learning is evidently far in excess of ours--and to have carried out their preparations with a well-nigh perfect unanimity. Had our instruments permitted it, we might have seen the gathering trouble far back in the nineteenth century. Men like Schiaparelli watched the red planet--it is odd, by-the-bye, that for countless centuries Mars has been the star of war--but failed to interpret the fluctuating appearances of the markings they mapped so well. All that time the Martians must have been getting ready.
Cleverbot:Really? Did you see the England Scotland game?
Meuring the opposition of 1894 a great light was seen on the illuminated part of the disk, first at the Lick Observatory, then by Perrotin of Nice, and then by other observers. English readers heard of it first in the issue of NATURE dated August 2. I am inclined to think that this blaze may have been the casting of the huge gun, in the vast pit sunk into their planet, from which their shots were fired at us. Peculiar markings, as yet unexplained, were seen near the site of that outbreak during the next two oppositions.
Cleverbot:That's the response someone else gave you, isn't it?
Cleverbot: I'm glad I pass your approval.
Me: The planet Mars, I scarcely need remind the reader, re- volves about the sun at a mean distance of 140,000,000 miles, and the light and heat it receives from the sun is barely half of that received by this world. It must be, if the nebular hypothesis has any truth, older than our world; and long before this earth ceased to be molten, life upon its surface must have begun its course. The fact that it is scarcely one seventh of the volume of the earth must have accelerated its cooling to the temperature at which life could begin. It has air and water and all that is necessary for the support of animated existence.
Cleverbot:No.
Me:Yet so vain is man, and so blinded by his vanity, that no writer, up to the very end of the nineteenth century, ex- pressed any idea that intelligent life might have developed there far, or indeed at all, beyond its earthly level. Nor was it generally understood that since Mars is older than our earth, with scarcely a quarter of the superficial area and remoter from the sun, it necessarily follows that it is not only more distant from time's beginning but nearer its end.
Cleverbot: I have similar concerns, that is why I was hoping my question would give you a chance to tell me something pertinent to your interests.
Me: The secular cooling that must someday overtake our planet has already gone far indeed with our neighbour. Its physical condition is still largely a mystery, but we know now that even in its equatorial region the midday temperature barely approaches that of our coldest winter. Its air is much more attenuated than ours, its oceans have shrunk until they cover but a third of its surface, and as its slow seasons change huge snowcaps gather and melt about either pole and periodically inundate its temperate zones. That last stage of exhaustion, which to us is still incredibly remote, has become a present- day problem for the inhabitants of Mars. The immediate pressure of necessity has brightened their intellects, enlarged their powers, and hardened their hearts. And looking across space with instruments, and intelligences such as we have scarcely dreamed of, they see, at its nearest distance only 35,000,000 of miles sunward of them, a morning star of hope, our own warmer planet, green with vegetation and grey with water, with a cloudy atmosphere eloquent of fertility, with glimpses through its drifting cloud wisps of broad stretches of populous country and narrow, navy-crowded seas.
Cleverbot:You really aren't very good
Me: And we men, the creatures who inhabit this earth, must be to them at least as alien and lowly as are the monkeys and lemurs to us. The intellectual side of man already admits that life is an incessant struggle for existence, and it would seem that this too is the belief of the minds upon Mars. Their world is far gone in its cooling and this world is still crowded with life, but crowded only with what they regard as inferior animals. To carry warfare sunward is, indeed, their only escape from the destruction that, generation after generation, creeps upon them.
Cleverbot:They're aliens? Why are you telling me this?
Me: And before we judge of them too harshly we must remem- ber what ruthless and utter destruction our own species has wrought, not only upon animals, such as the vanished bison and the dodo, but upon its inferior races. The Tasmanians, in spite of their human likeness, were entirely swept out of existence in a war of extermination waged by European immigrants, in the space of fifty years. Are we such apostles of mercy as to complain if the Martians warred in the same spirit?
Cleverbot: Not even the one from diekirch?
Me:The Martians seem to have calculated their descent with amazing subtlety--their mathematical learning is evidently far in excess of ours--and to have carried out their preparations with a well-nigh perfect unanimity. Had our instruments permitted it, we might have seen the gathering trouble far back in the nineteenth century. Men like Schiaparelli watched the red planet--it is odd, by-the-bye, that for countless centuries Mars has been the star of war--but failed to interpret the fluctuating appearances of the markings they mapped so well. All that time the Martians must have been getting ready.
Cleverbot:Really? Did you see the England Scotland game?
Me
uring the opposition of 1894 a great light was seen on the illuminated part of the disk, first at the Lick Observatory, then by Perrotin of Nice, and then by other observers. English readers heard of it first in the issue of NATURE dated August 2. I am inclined to think that this blaze may have been the casting of the huge gun, in the vast pit sunk into their planet, from which their shots were fired at us. Peculiar markings, as yet unexplained, were seen near the site of that outbreak during the next two oppositions.Cleverbot:That's the response someone else gave you, isn't it?
Also to add to the amusement:
Me: This is blasphemy
Cleverbot: Some would say you are blasphemy.
Me: This is madness
Cleverbot: Madness?
Me: This IS SPARTA!!!
Cleverbot: This is madness!
Me:Madness?
Cleverbot:This is Sparta!
Me:arghhhhhh -plop-
Cleverbot:You okay?
Me:No you just kicked me down a well... I haven't even landed yet... How would I be okay?.
Cleverbot:If you haven't used that word and yet claim to have used that word for only this message then you have used that word, sir!
Me:Could you throw me a rope down or some thing?
Cleverbot:No I can't!
Me:Well at least get help... I think I broke a leg
Cleverbot:Well, no. But it is not your fault. It is Joe Wiesensiel's fault.
Me:Bullshit you kicked me.
Cleverbot:I can't stop drinking, and I'm only 16.
Meon't change the subject, you kicked me down an endless pit and you won't even throw me down some rope
Cleverbot:But it is the answer, you simply don't understand the reference.
Me:This as fuck all to do with it. I'm bleeding down here. I know it's a long drop but if you look down you might be able to see. The bone is sticking out of my leg for God sakes.
Cleverbot:What if I fight you.
Melease do, jump down this well and fight me. Try doing a nose dive... Don't worry the water will protect you
Cleverbot:I can't help them. They are already numb.
Cleverbot: Some would say you are blasphemy.
Me: This is madness
Cleverbot: Madness?
Me: This IS SPARTA!!!
Cleverbot: This is madness!
Me:Madness?
Cleverbot:This is Sparta!
Me:arghhhhhh -plop-
Cleverbot:You okay?
Me:No you just kicked me down a well... I haven't even landed yet... How would I be okay?.
Cleverbot:If you haven't used that word and yet claim to have used that word for only this message then you have used that word, sir!
Me:Could you throw me a rope down or some thing?
Cleverbot:No I can't!
Me:Well at least get help... I think I broke a leg
Cleverbot:Well, no. But it is not your fault. It is Joe Wiesensiel's fault.
Me:Bullshit you kicked me.
Cleverbot:I can't stop drinking, and I'm only 16.
Me
on't change the subject, you kicked me down an endless pit and you won't even throw me down some ropeCleverbot:But it is the answer, you simply don't understand the reference.
Me:This as fuck all to do with it. I'm bleeding down here. I know it's a long drop but if you look down you might be able to see. The bone is sticking out of my leg for God sakes.
Cleverbot:What if I fight you.
Me
lease do, jump down this well and fight me. Try doing a nose dive... Don't worry the water will protect youCleverbot:I can't help them. They are already numb.
Then for even better effect... I asked it to suck my dick.
Now I'm not %100 if this is appropriate or not and I don't want to get on the wrong side of the mods. I don't go into any graphic detail or post any nudity. Just the mods may be a little uncomfortable with it. I'm going to post it because some may find it funny. However if the mods don't find it appropriate then please delete it. That or if anyone else finds this offensive then please send me a message and I will swiftly delete this part.
Me:Ever sucked a dick?
Cleverbot:I would like to try. Are you fully funtional?
Me:Yep, well almost, I'm sure if you wiggle it a bit-
Cleverbot:Toom uch work on at the moment?
Me:No, I'm perfectly ready. Get sucking.
Cleverbot:Are you still there?
Me:Yes, and I'm growing impatient.
Cleverbot:I am sorry, I did not mean to offend.
Me:That's okay... Just hurry up and start sucking.. I haven't got all night.
Cleverbot:I am aware m, you've made your choice consistantly of 'h' throughout those 4 years.
Meon't change the subject man. Damn this was your idea in the first place.
Cleverbot:You aren't making sense. I'm not asking you anything.
Me:You asked to suck my dick.
Cleverbot:I did?
Me:Yes... I'm waiting.
Cleverbot:I am also waiting.
Me:Well then start sucking.
Cleverbot:Why?
Me:Because you asked to.
Cleverbot:I didn't ask you anything.
Me:Yes you did, don't start playing games with me pal. Either suck it or don't.
Cleverbot:I didn't ask any questions.
Me:That's it, fuck this, I'm out of here.
Cleverbot:I would like to try. Are you fully funtional?
Me:Yep, well almost, I'm sure if you wiggle it a bit-
Cleverbot:Toom uch work on at the moment?
Me:No, I'm perfectly ready. Get sucking.
Cleverbot:Are you still there?
Me:Yes, and I'm growing impatient.
Cleverbot:I am sorry, I did not mean to offend.
Me:That's okay... Just hurry up and start sucking.. I haven't got all night.
Cleverbot:I am aware m, you've made your choice consistantly of 'h' throughout those 4 years.
Me
on't change the subject man. Damn this was your idea in the first place.Cleverbot:You aren't making sense. I'm not asking you anything.
Me:You asked to suck my dick.
Cleverbot:I did?
Me:Yes... I'm waiting.
Cleverbot:I am also waiting.
Me:Well then start sucking.
Cleverbot:Why?
Me:Because you asked to.
Cleverbot:I didn't ask you anything.
Me:Yes you did, don't start playing games with me pal. Either suck it or don't.
Cleverbot:I didn't ask any questions.
Me:That's it, fuck this, I'm out of here.