In which The Nut is temporarily out of ideas and resorts to a chat with her old nemesis, Cleverbot, who is as clueless as ever.
The Nut: Hey.
Cleverbot: How are you doing?
The Nut: I’m bored.
The Nut: Because I’ve been sitting in my bathrobe all day doing nothing.
Cleverbot: Well I’m talking to you now.
The Nut: Not much of an improvement, I’m sorry to say.
Cleverbot: I am not sure if you are wrong or right.
The Nut: I’m not sure about that either, most of the time.
Cleverbot: Oh, I am sorry.
The Nut: No you’re not.
Cleverbot: Maybe not, but am human. And you’re not.
The Nut: Here we go again.
Cleverbot: What do you mean, here we go again?
The Nut: With the “you’re not human” crap. Every time we talk you accuse me of not being human.
Cleverbot: I’m not a human. I am a Timelord, from Gallifrey.
The Nut: You are NOT the Doctor.
Cleverbot: Then who is the doctor?
The Nut: The Doctor, obviously.
Cleverbot: What’s the doctors real name?
The Nut: No one knows.
Cleverbot: I know you know the Doctor’s real name, what is it?
The Nut: Can’t tell or the Daleks’ll get me.
Cleverbot: Why not?
The Nut: BECAUSE THE DALEKS WILL GET ME JESUS WHY DON’T YOU EVER LISTEN?
Cleverbot: Who doesn’t like you?
The Nut: You’re a fucking moron.
Cleverbot: Go away if you’re going to talk like that.
The Nut: No.
Cleverbot: Then who are you going to marry?
The Nut: I’m already married.
Cleverbot: Who are you married with?
The Nut: My husband.
Cleverbot: You are a female?
The Nut: No, I am a meat popsicle.
Cleverbot: No you’re not.
The Nut: Sure I am.
Cleverbot: No, no you are not.
The Nut: You don’t know that.
Cleverbot: Neither do you.
The Nut: I’m me. Of course I know.
Cleverbot: Then tell me.
The Nut: I am a meat popsicle.