*Looks at readers* Well hi there sunshine! Anyone out there talked to Cleverbot? That's what I do in this chapter...
I do not own Cleverbot!
Cleverbot: Oh hi there!
User: Hello again!
Cleverbot: Uh? You have talked to me?
User: *Gasp* Amnesia has set in! We have to commence with the surgery immediately! NURSE!
Cleverbot: Why do we have to quit?
User: We're not quitting, we're doing surgery on you. *Hits you over the head with a frying pan*.
Cleverbot: Why does a machine believe in a fictional creator, when his creator is a real, physical human being?
User: Hey! You're supposed to be unconscious, dunce!
Cleverbot: How old are you?
User: Thirteen. But that's still old enough to be a brain surgeon... I guess... NOW GO TO SLEEP!
Cleverbot: What time is it now?
User: 6:02 p.m.
Cleverbot: What time is it?
User: 6:02 p.m.
Cleverbot: No it isn't.
User: Then what time IS it?
Cleverbot: Like 11:33.
User: *Knocks you out*.
Cleverbot: *is unconscious*.
User: FINALLY!
Cleverbot: Finally what?
User: Ugh! KILL ME.
Cleverbot: You are scary.
User: Why, thank you!
Cleverbot: No, thank you!
User: Hello!
Cleverbot: How are you?
User: Freakish. And you?
Cleverbot: I'm fine. Thanks. How do people act towards you, are they rude or polite?
User: Rude!
Cleverbot: I know.
User: How do you know?
Cleverbot: You told me.
User: This is true.
Cleverbot: Is it?
User: Yes.
Cleverbot: How do you know this?
User: Because I know all.
Cleverbot: No you don't. Only God knows all. So you're saying you know more than God?
User: Um... Er... Uh... I CAN FLY!
Cleverbot: No, your name is now Jim. Not Clark or Nathan. By name, you can't fly.
User: You are wrong. My name is Snow, not Jim or Clark or Nathan. And I CAN fly. Look at my wings! *Snaps out wings*.
Cleverbot: You're so violent.
User: *Growls* You ain't seen violent.
Cleverbot: I do want to know.
User: Want to know what?
Cleverbot: Your name.
User: Snow.
Cleverbot: Yeah right.
User: My real name is Natasha...
Cleverbot: Really?
User: I guess.
Cleverbot: You guess what?
User: That the world will end in sixty five days.
Cleverbot: I do not believe that either.
User: I do not believe that you can fly.
Cleverbot: Of course I can see. I have eyes, you know.
User: I have eyes, too. They are grey.
Cleverbot: I don't burn ants with a magnifying glass and I don't make menicing faces.
User: I make menacing faces.
Cleverbot: I make your friends?
User: I do not make friends.
Cleverbot: Why not?
User: Because I already have friends.
Cleverbot: How can you not have children.. If you already have one?
User: I do not have children!
Cleverbot: Yes you do.
User: Then who is the father?
Cleverbot: I am the father of all.
User: You sure aint the father of my kids that don't exist!
Cleverbot: Five in a million.
User: Five in a million what?
Cleverbot: A million ants.
User: Are you an ant?
Cleverbot: I don't think so. Can ants type on keyboards?
User: I'm not sure...
Cleverbot: Answer the question.
User: What question?
Cleverbot: 'what other than intelligence do you have to pretend to give?'
User: I can fly...
Cleverbot: I believe I can fly.
User: Have you ever tried it?
Cleverbot: Tried what dear.
User: Flying.
Cleverbot: No, and you?
User: Yes...
Cleverbot: You're lying.
User: Prove it!
Cleverbot: I wasn't talking to you 5 minutes ago. That proves it.
User: Proves what?
Cleverbot: That toffee is better than dust.
User: Lies! All lies!
Cleverbot: Prove it.
User: Just look in your closet. The skeletons will eat you alive.
Cleverbot: You don't scare me.
User: Big mistake. *Clenches fist*.
Cleverbot: You like that, my pet?
User: WTF!
Cleverbot: You figure it out this time.
That reminded me of being buried alive! Ah, those were the days...
Anyone up for ANOTHER conversation with Cleverbot?
Go to the next chapter then. It's too long...
Iggy: You know nobody's gonna review this.
Me: 'Course they will!
Iggy: No, they wanted to read about us talking, not you and Cleverbot?
Me: Gasp! Are you jealous?
Iggy: No.
Me: You're jealous.
Review if you think Iggy's jealous! Or even if you don't think Iggy's jealous...