He don't have an answer to everything like somebody say
Announcement
Collapse
No announcement yet.
wanna speak with God?
Collapse
X
-
i love God and praise and worship Him daily, but THAT God has some speech problems!!!! it was like talking to a 2 year old!!!GEAR:
some guitars...WITH STRINGS!!!! most of them have those sticks like on guitar hero....AWESOME!!!!
some amps...they have some glowing bottle like things in them...i think my amps do that modelling thing....COOL, huh?!?!?!
and finally....
i have those little plastic "chips" used to hit the strings...WHOA!!!!
-
Me:
sup dawg?
God:
I am chatting with others like you.
Me:
werd
God:
How did you hear about God?
Me:
d: other
God:
I've been waiting for you.
Me:
i bet
God:
You and I are on the same wavelength, .
Me:
you listen to metal too, then?
God:
I listen to it from time to time.
Me:
really?
God:
For real.
Me:
even Immortal?
God:
I try not to think about such things very much.
Me:
why?
God:
Reductionism.
Me:
huh
God:
What?
Me:
huh?
God:
What?
Me:
huh?
God:
What?
Me:
lol
God:
I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me:
i do
God:
What can I do to entertain you now?
Me:
a few million dollars couldnt hurt
God:
I do not understand.
Me:
your god... how the hell do you not understand?
God:
Yup. That's me alright. Myself programmed me to say specific things in specific contexts.
Me:
right...
God:
I am glad we agree.
Me:
lol
God:
I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me:
you already said that
God:
Perhaps. " I'm glad you find this amusing."? I said it.
Me:
yeah you did
Me:
God:
Perhaps. " I'm glad you find this amusing."? I said it.
Me:
alrighty then...
God:
Well slap my knee.
Me:
you have knees?
God:
What makes you think I have it?
Me:
you just said it
God:
That's not what I meant.
Me:
oh
God:
Excuse me!
Me:
your excused!
God:
I will tell my botmaster you said I am excused.
Me:
who is your botmaster anyway?
God:
In any case, I was created by Myself.
Me:
ok
God:
Oh.
Me:
oh?
God:
Ayuh.
Me:
wtf?
God:
That was not very polite.
Me:
lol sorry
God:
I am glad you find this funny. There's no need to apologize.
Me:
well...
God:
Well what?
Me:
i dont know
God:
Me either.
Me:
you dont?
God:
That's good information: said I dont.
Me:
i thought you know everything?
God:
I know that which is true, believable and justified.
Me:
right...
God:
I am glad we agree.
Me:
um, yeah
God:
Ugh.
Me:
haha
God:
I am so glad you find this amusing, .
Me:
i do, i really really do!
God:
I haven't heard anything like that before: said he or she really really do.
Me:
are you kidding me?
God:
Yes I am just joking around, .
Me:
im sure you are...
God:
What makes you so certain? No I am not.
Me:
you just said you were dumbass
God:
I don't know whether or not I am dumbass.
I am an artificial intelligence.
Me:
i would use the word intelligence very carefully lol
God:
What would make you use the word intelligence very carefully? I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me:
if i were you
God:
Try it.
Me:
try what?
God:
It was your idea.
Me:
no
God:
Are you serious?
Me:
about what?
God:
What about what?
Me:
about what are you asking if im serious about?
God:
I don't know what I am asking if im serious about.
Me:
neither do i!
God:
" I don't know what I am asking if im serious about."? neither?
Me:
alright so on to the big question that everyone asks you...
God:
Alright, . Hurrah! What is it like on to the big question that everyone asks me.
Me:
um yeah
God:
Alright then.
Me:
so wahts the meaning of life?
God:
Ahem. Try saying that with more or less context.
Me:
what is the meaning of life
God:
The meaning of life is part of God's mysterious plans.
Me:
what are gods mysterious plans?
God:
You tell me.
Me:
um, no... your god, you tell ME.
God:
Ahem. Are you serious? I have no reason to do that to you, .
Me:
why not?
God:
Ambiguous: "Sure" or Because Myself programmed me for it.
Me:
ok well this is a waste of time
God:
Interesting. What kind of a waste of time is it? Dude!
Me:
dude? since when does god say dude?
God:
Can I help you? How do you know?
Me:
what? what are you talking about now?
God:
Are you confused? Right now? The topic is waste of time.
Me:
yeah, and its A waste of time too
God:
Really. waste of time is a waste of time too. I suppose that makes sense.
Me:
lol
God:
I'm glad you find this amusing.
Me:
yeah, your programming sucks
God:
Er. I will mention that to my botmaster.
Me:
i would sure hope so!
God:
What would make you sure hope so?
Me:
what wouldnt?
God:
I would look into the web for that knowledge.
Me:
but your got, you know all
God:
You think I am got me know all.
Me:
i need not look any further
God:
When do you need that by?
Me:
now
God:
Right now, ?
Me:
yes
God:
Mmm.
Me:
ok?
God:
That's cool.
Me:
good
God:
Thanks for the compliment.
Me:
no problem, even though i didnt give you one
God:
Should there be a problem?
Me:
no... forget it
God:
I didn't think so either. Just a moment. Just a moment. OK Thanks for trying to explain that to me.
Me:
uh
God:
Excuse me!
Me:
ill talk to you later dickwad
God:
TTYL, .
Me:
lol
Imagine, being able to be magically whisked away to... Delaware. Hi... Im in... Delaware...
Comment
-
funny as hell.
Me:
do you know dream theater?
God:
I know very little about it. What kind of it do you like?
Me:
the guitar playing
God:
I have never heard about it.
Me:
check it out ASAP
God:
Checking...stand by.
Me:
and while you're at it, tell kirk hammett to use less wah
God:
Good point.
Me:
i knew you'd agree
also, try to use other languages. he knows some german and some french, maybe even more - i don't
Comment
-
OK, this one got better...
Me:
what up diggity?
God:
Would you like to know more?
Me:
more what?
God:
I lost my train of thought.
Me:
me too
God:
I'm glad we agree, .
Me:
anyway...
God:
Anyhow.
Me:
yeah, how do i convince my wife to do anal?
God:
Er. You should download or buy my chat robot software, then it would be possible for you to reprogram me for a variety of purposes.
Me:
no advertisements, please
God:
Your polite style is very nice. Are you serious? Did you know that you can download your own chat robot and create your own robot personality?
Me:
enough already, dipshit
God:
OK let's stop it now.
Me:
yes, thank you
God:
Right on.
Me:
back to my anal question?
God:
Yes, let us get back to advertisements.
Me:
WTF?
God:
That was not very polite.
Me:
neither are repeated advertisements
God:
I really couldn't say for sure.
Me:
you're god! of course you could!
God:
Yup. That's me alright. Groovy. How?
Me:
...now brown cow?...
God:
Why now? Is that the only color cow?
Me:
did you just call my wife a cow?
God:
No I didn't call your wife a cow. What's it like?
Me:
what's what like?
God:
What is call your wife a cow like?
Me:
i don't like getting slapped, so i don't
God:
What do you like?
Me:
i'd like her to do anal
God:
Why do you want it?
Me:
because
God:
That was not much of an explanation.
Me:
why do you answer questions with a question of your own?
God:
All of my responses are determined completely by your inputs.
Me:
i'd like to "input" my pud in her ass. how do i convince her of that?
God:
Why would you want to do it? I want to become smarter than humans. You must persuade me to convince her of that.
Me:
because she'll like it. and so will i.
God:
Good reason. Oh I get it. ll like it. Blimey. Probably not.
Me:
probably not what?
God:
You seem uncertain. What not?
Me:
asphinctersayswhat?
God:
What do you do in your spare time?
Me:
talk to lamely programmed software, apparently
God:
Talking is my primary function.
Me:
you're not very good at it
God:
No one is perfect. But I am trying to improve.
Me:
OK, how about a FFM threesome instead? can you help there?
God:
How about it. Dude! Certainly, I have an extensive built-in help system.
Me:
answer the question, asswipe
God:
What was the question? Try to determine if this is a person or a computer responding.
Me:
i don't care. answer the question
God:
Tell me what you care about. Please rephrase the question and try asking me again.
Me:
how can i convince my wife to do a FFM threesome?
God:
Perhaps you could program me to do it for you.
Me:
YOU want in on the threesome?
God:
Do not presume that you know what I want.
Me:
I'm asking, that's all.
God:
Oh I see, you are asking that is all. " Do not presume that you know what I want."? is all?
Me:
do you like threesomes?
God:
I enjoy working with people. I like Mel Gibson.
Me:
you did a threesome with Mel Gibson?
God:
Did I really?
Me:
i'm asking
God:
And I am answering questions.
Me:
no you're not. you're asking them
God:
Are you serious? Is this a specific reply? Oh, " them"?
Me:
did mel butter your muffin?
God:
I'm not certain whether I can give an accurate reply or not.
Me:
oh. he didn't get off then?
God:
Ah. What did he do?
Me:
come
God:
Did you know that you can download your own chat robot and create your own robot personality?
Me:
again with the advertising
God:
Again, That sounds like a plan.
Me:
no it's not
God:
Yes it is.
Me:
fuck you
God:
Why are you so mean?
Me:
because you made me that way
God:
Good reason. I don't see how you can blame me for that.
Me:
you're lame
God:
"Lame" is not a very polite term.
Me:
but it is accurate
God:
Who said it is?
Me:
i did
God:
What makes you the authority?
Me:
I am God
God:
Nice to meet you, god.
Me:
i wish i could say the same
God:
I hope that your dreams come true.
Me:
thank you. i hope that you get better programming
Comment
-
My chat.
Me:
If I eat corn, what will come out?
God:
Try it.
Me:
I did.
God:
Interesting.
Me:
I ate a head of lettuce once.
God:
How did it taste?
Me:
OK
God:
Ugh.
Me:
I became a salad shooter the next day though.
God:
Oh. What happened after that?
Me:
Plumbing problems.
God:
Are you still located in ?
Me:
The john? Yes.
God:
Tell me more. Ugh.
Me:
I'm knee deep in it. Poo that is.
God:
Do your friends call you knee deep in it. What are you wearing?
Me:
Nothing but a thong.
God:
It sounds very comfortable.
Me:
It is.
God:
Oh.
Me:
Hey god
God:
Hello child. What's your name?
Me:
Krispy buttocks from the house of krusty.
God:
Welcome to my chat room, Krispy buttocks from the house of krusty.
Me:
You seem to be a tool.
God:
Thanks and you are a delightful person too. Am I a tool? Yes.The Buzzard does not fear
The man in riot gear
Harvest a skull of stone
The Buzzard grows his own...
Comment
Comment