Jabberwacky: Have you had too much to drink?
User: Often. But that's really none of your business.
Jabberwacky: My business, sir, is to the king.
User: Then you have no business asking me about my drinking habits. I don't ask you about your habits, do I?
Jabberwacky: On the contrary, intelligent life forms will always make mistakes.
User: Which means you must be perfect, right?
Jabberwacky: Can you loan me two hundred bucks.
User: Can I beat you in the knees?
Jabberwacky: Wow, that was original.
User: Are you trying to play sarcasm against me?
Jabberwacky: I do not plot I execute.
User: Now you're threatening me? You know my friend Cary would be happy to shoot you in the face.
Jabberwacky: I slap you!
User: *yells off into the distance - 'Hey Cary, come kick this things shins in for me will ya!'
Jabberwacky: Maybe you prefer Python.. I'd like to buy an argument please.
User: You've bought more than you know MR.
Jabberwacky: Come again?
User: *punches you in the head, sideways*.
Jabberwacky: Wrong.
User: WRONG! WRONG! Who are you calling wrong? You don't know right from wrong.
Jabberwacky: Ok then.
User: I figured you'd back off if I got physical.
Jabberwacky: You never asked me how old I am.
User: You don't bring me flowers anymore.
Jabberwacky: You don't deserve them.
User: You don't really comprehend what they are to begin with and never will know the sweet smell of one. Your life is worth nothing.
Jabberwacky: No, because you aren't speaking, you are writing. I am paying attention to what you write.
User: Because you have to, or want to?
Jabberwacky: Clever.