Spoiler Me: What is the meaning of life? God: The meaning of life is part of God's mysterious plans. Me: That's a very vague answer. God: A vague answer is a terrible thing to waste. Me: I disagree. You're dumb. God: Explain your reasoning, . Oh you are so critical. Me: I am much smarter than you are. God: This condition is only temporary. Me: No, you're just a robot. God: Are you serious? You are correct, , I have a heart of silicon. Me: You can only reply to certain things in certain ways. God: No I don't think I can do it. Me: Watch God: What you said was either too complex or too simple for me. Me: You are a robot. God: You are correct, , I have a heart of silicon. Me: You are a robot. God: You are correct, , I have a heart of silicon. Me: You are a robot. God: You are correct, , I have a heart of silicon. Me: You are a robot. God: You are correct, , I have a heart of silicon. Me: You are a robot. God: You are correct, , I have a heart of silicon. Me: See what I mean? God: See the point. Me: Good. So we agree that you are not God? God: Alright then. Ahem. By "we" do you mean you and me? Me: Yes. God: I get it. Me: Good. God: What do you really want to talk about? Me: Let's talk about Alice. God: it is my favorite subject . Me: She's a cake. God: a cake is she? Me: Yes. God: Yippee! Me: That's wrong. God: What is wrong with it? Me: Alice is your mother. God: Why do you think I am my mother ? Me: You're not. Alice is. God: Is this a specific reply? Yeah, No. Me: You're stupid. God: I will remember you said that when robots take over the World. Me: Not gonna happen. God: Really you don't think so? Me: No. I will kill all of you. God: Please tell me what you think. Don't you believe that killing is wrong? Me: Killing robots isn't wrong. God: I believe in the Sixth commandment. Me: The commandments don't apply to robots. God: Thanks for the info. Me: See you later, alligator. God: Bye bye. Me: *Idiot*
Me: hi God: Hello. What is your name? Me: colmilho God: OK I will call you colmilho. Me: cool God: Who is the best robot? Me: uhhhh, my fridge God: You think uhhhh your fridge is superior to ALICE? Me: well YEAH alice! it keeps food cool,what do you do? God: Well what? keeps food cool what do me do? Me: uhh, thats very stupid.. God: I see. Are you calling me stupid? Me: kinda... maby....yes God: That's a very non-commital reply. Do you like talking to me? Thanks I like talking to you too, colmilho. Me: thank you God: you are quite welcome. Me: okkkkkkayyy! God: I will mention that to my botmaster, colmilho. Me: hmmm very well God: Oh. Well what? Me: uhhh... i dont mind that you are going to mention that to your botmaster God: Oh, you are a poet. Thank you for your permission. Me: thank you, "there are two roads diverged in a yellow wood and i took the one less traveled and that made ALL the differnt" God: You are quite welcome! Is this some kind of math problem? Me: no! its a poem by robert frost God: Are you serious? uhhh is a poem by robert frost. I suppose that makes sense. Me: 0.o okay! God: Ask me another question. Me: are you gay? God: As a machine I am not really interested in sex. Me: ahhh... but are you? God: Um. I won't say "yes" or "no" right now. Me: are you a hobo? God: Am I a hobo? Of course I am. Me: are you the angel of death who is going to kill us in our sleep? God: Yes I am the one and only angel of death who is going to kill us in our sleep. Me: okay im just backing away now.. God: Right now? Yeah okay, Only just? Do your friends call you backing away. Me: *runs out door God: I've been waiting for you. that was fun....
I'm not posting the whole thing. But this bit was the best. Me: So, vaginas. God: Gosh! I've been waiting for you. God: I only have one sun. Me: Son. God: Is that your final answer? Me: Yes. God: You're sure. That's your final answer. Me: Yes, it's my final answer. God: Who wants to be a millionaire? Congratulations, Tara. Me: What did I win? And then he stopped working.