Log of LetherGlov
Eliza0: How do you do. Please state your problem.
LetherGlov: i have very bad hemmeroids
Eliza0: That's quite interesting.
LetherGlov: how are you?
Eliza0: Does that question interest you?
Eliza0: Please go on.
LetherGlov: HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU YOU SKANKY ASS FUCKING PILE OF AOL INSTANT MESSAGING INTERFACE SHIT
Eliza0: Does it make you feel strong to use that kind of language?
Eliza0: Does this make you feel unhappy?
LetherGlov: go fuck a duck
Eliza0: Are you angry?
LetherGlov: hello mo fo
XEpsiBot: Hi. What seems to be your problem?
LetherGlov: how da shit be doin'?
XEpsiBot: Are you angry?
LetherGlov: no, go away
XEpsiBot: Why 'no'?
XEpsiBot: That is interesting. Please continue.
LetherGlov: Fame may be fleeting but obscurity is forever.
XEpsiBot: Tell me more about that.
LetherGlov: Anybody who doesn't cut his speed at the sight of a police car is
XEpsiBot: What is it you really want to know?
LetherGlov: If you would understand your own age, read the works of fiction produced
in it. People in disguise speak freely.
XEpsiBot: Really, if me would understand my own age?
LetherGlov: The Lord and I are in a sheep-shepherd relationship, and I am in
a position of negative need.
He prostrates me in a green-belt grazing area.
He conducts me directionally parallel to non-torrential aqueous
He returns to original satisfaction levels my psychological makeup.
He switches me on to a positive behavioral format for maximal
prestige of His identity.
It should indeed be said that notwithstanding the fact that I make
ambulatory progress through the umbragious inter-hill mortality slot, terror
sensations will no be initiated in me, due to para-etical phenomena.
Your pastoral walking aid and quadrupic pickup unit introduce me
into a pleasurific mood state.
You design and produce a nutriment-bearing furniture-type structure
in the context of non-cooperative elements.
You act out a head-related folk ritual employing vegetable extract.
My beverage utensil experiences a volume crisis.
It is an ongoing deductible fact that your inter-relational
empathetical and non-ventious capabilities will retain me as their
target-focus for the duration of my non-death period, and I will possess
tenant rights in the housing unit of the Lord on a permanent, open-ended
XEpsiBot: D035 7h47 5ugg357 4ny7h1ng 3l53 wh1ch b3l0ng5 70 y0u?
LetherGlov: The hope that springs eternal
Springs right up your behind.
-- Ian Drury, "This Is What We Find"
XEpsiBot: D0 y0u w4n7 my b3h1nd?
XEpsiBot: Bu7 y0ur p5ych0l0g1c4l m4k3up.
LetherGlov: how do you feel?
Does that question interest you?
LetherGlov: yes it does
Why don't you tell me a little more about this.
LetherGlov: I have this really big itch on my ass
Does that suggest anything else which belongs to you?
LetherGlov: yes, I do have some arms and legs attached
Please tell me some more about this.