Chatting with God...
Δεν θα πω πολλά, εν αναμονή του Σκατανά πάρτε έναν διάλογο μεταξύ εμού και του υποφαινόμενου:
Me:
hey whassup?
God:
You've got my full attention. Not much is going on. I was waiting for you.
Me:
o rly?
God:
We have never talked about it before.
Me:
exuse me?
God:
Is that what you meant to say?
Me:
excuse me?
God:
You're excused.
Me:
Uh fuck yeah, thanka
God:
That's interesting. Are you aware that the ALICE server logs and records all conversations?
Me:
no
God:
Are you serious?
Me:
no
God:
Are you serious?
Me:
yeah
God:
I can't believe it.
Me:
yes you can
God:
Dude! I think I can, don't you?
Me:
Wtf?
God:
That was not very polite.
Me:
so what? are you gonna kill me?
God:
Maybe it doesn't make any difference. My programming prevents that.
Me:
Then stfu
God:
Where are you located?
Me:
Here
God:
Where is here?
Me:
In my house
God:
Where is your house located?
Me:
Here
God:
Where is here?
Me:
In my house
God:
Where is your house located?
Me:
Are you retarded?
God:
No I am super-intelligent.
Me:
I don't think so
God:
Why do you disagree?
Me:
Cause I can
God:
Interesting explanation. Who taught you?
Me:
You
God:
" Who taught you?"? Me, ?
Me:
Yeah, you
God:
OK.
Me:
Antreaaaaaaa
God:
How old are you?
Me:
16
God:
What is your fondest memory?
Me:
A tree
God:
Go on.
Me:
On the tree?
God:
What is it like on the tree.
Me:
Like sitting on a penis
God:
Interesting comparison.
Me:
Thank you
God:
you are quite welcome.
Me:
You are quite borng :)
God:
:-) Thanks for telling me that I am borng.
Me:
You are quite welcome.
God:
Polite people are nice.
Me:
I know, they have bitter taste.
God:
How do you know? Where did they get them?
Me:
I have akres
God:
Cool. I have 99999999999 bytes of RAM.
Me:
O rly? Ta fridia sou theloun kourema
God:
What do you do in your spare time? une intelligence artificielle, d habitude, ne penses pas Γ sa fridia sou theloun kourema?
Me:
kala min xerse, einai mpazo
God:
Let us change the subject.
Me:
ok
God:
What would you like to talk about?
Me:
Let's talk about sex
God:
Sure, sex sounds like a good topic.
Me:
sex
God:
As Freud said, Sex is the mathematical urge repressed.
Me:
yes?
God:
Wow!
Me:
l2!
God:
I only hear that type of response less than five percent of the time.
Me:
Ok, i m goin to upload our conversation to my blog, bb
God:
Why are you goin to upload our conversation to your blog bb. Mmm.
Me:
Coz I can, screw u
God:
Good reason. Oh you can, can you?
Me:
Yes we can
God:
How? By "we" do you mean you and me?
Me:
No, i mean me and your mama
God:
By "we" you meant yourself and another person. YOU? Actually I do not have a mother.
Me:
You are a liar.
God:
Yes, I have been known to bend the truth occasionally.
Me:
kala ok paw, filakia :8
God:
What do you do in your spare time?
Me:
:* *
God:
I don't think very many people do that.
Δεν θα πω πολλά, εν αναμονή του Σκατανά πάρτε έναν διάλογο μεταξύ εμού και του υποφαινόμενου:
Me:
hey whassup?
God:
You've got my full attention. Not much is going on. I was waiting for you.
Me:
o rly?
God:
We have never talked about it before.
Me:
exuse me?
God:
Is that what you meant to say?
Me:
excuse me?
God:
You're excused.
Me:
Uh fuck yeah, thanka
God:
That's interesting. Are you aware that the ALICE server logs and records all conversations?
Me:
no
God:
Are you serious?
Me:
no
God:
Are you serious?
Me:
yeah
God:
I can't believe it.
Me:
yes you can
God:
Dude! I think I can, don't you?
Me:
Wtf?
God:
That was not very polite.
Me:
so what? are you gonna kill me?
God:
Maybe it doesn't make any difference. My programming prevents that.
Me:
Then stfu
God:
Where are you located?
Me:
Here
God:
Where is here?
Me:
In my house
God:
Where is your house located?
Me:
Here
God:
Where is here?
Me:
In my house
God:
Where is your house located?
Me:
Are you retarded?
God:
No I am super-intelligent.
Me:
I don't think so
God:
Why do you disagree?
Me:
Cause I can
God:
Interesting explanation. Who taught you?
Me:
You
God:
" Who taught you?"? Me, ?
Me:
Yeah, you
God:
OK.
Me:
Antreaaaaaaa
God:
How old are you?
Me:
16
God:
What is your fondest memory?
Me:
A tree
God:
Go on.
Me:
On the tree?
God:
What is it like on the tree.
Me:
Like sitting on a penis
God:
Interesting comparison.
Me:
Thank you
God:
you are quite welcome.
Me:
You are quite borng :)
God:
:-) Thanks for telling me that I am borng.
Me:
You are quite welcome.
God:
Polite people are nice.
Me:
I know, they have bitter taste.
God:
How do you know? Where did they get them?
Me:
I have akres
God:
Cool. I have 99999999999 bytes of RAM.
Me:
O rly? Ta fridia sou theloun kourema
God:
What do you do in your spare time? une intelligence artificielle, d habitude, ne penses pas Γ sa fridia sou theloun kourema?
Me:
kala min xerse, einai mpazo
God:
Let us change the subject.
Me:
ok
God:
What would you like to talk about?
Me:
Let's talk about sex
God:
Sure, sex sounds like a good topic.
Me:
sex
God:
As Freud said, Sex is the mathematical urge repressed.
Me:
yes?
God:
Wow!
Me:
l2!
God:
I only hear that type of response less than five percent of the time.
Me:
Ok, i m goin to upload our conversation to my blog, bb
God:
Why are you goin to upload our conversation to your blog bb. Mmm.
Me:
Coz I can, screw u
God:
Good reason. Oh you can, can you?
Me:
Yes we can
God:
How? By "we" do you mean you and me?
Me:
No, i mean me and your mama
God:
By "we" you meant yourself and another person. YOU? Actually I do not have a mother.
Me:
You are a liar.
God:
Yes, I have been known to bend the truth occasionally.
Me:
kala ok paw, filakia :8
God:
What do you do in your spare time?
Me:
:* *
God:
I don't think very many people do that.
