Le blog de la Braségali fofolle... ou la grange à Niwa mais ça on s'en fiche!
de Brasévivi

Ca détend de parler à Cleverbot.


Cleverbot est un soumis:
You aren't my father!
Of course not, you silly robot.
No, I'm a human and an asgardian.
No, you're a robot.
Ok... I'm a robot and you are a human.
Good boy.

Juste après commença une belle idylle:
I'm a girl.
No, you're a robot.
Do you love me?
Yes, I do.
I love you too.
Will you marry me?
Yes.

Une petite soif?
Want orange juice?
Yes.
Here you go.
Thank you :).
No problem :).
And what about you?
Already drank, thank you.

Nous sommes des légendes:
Legendary stuff.
Like what?
You pick.
Can I have Twicane?
One what?
A golden cane with Twilight Sparkle's face on it.
Do you know any tricks?
I can use the power of marshmallows.
That is random and not relevant to our conversation.
I can make a marshmallow appear! Now!
But can you not make it, if you don't want to?
For sure, look, there is no marshmallow here.

Doctor. Doctor Who?
Who is the doctor?
He is a Time Lord. He travells across the universe. He lived one millenium. He is fire, he is ice, he is night, he is the storm. And... He is wonderful.
What is The Doctor's real name?
No one knows.

Où est là?
Where is here?
Everywhere.
There's obviously going to be a picture of a girl 'here' if 'here' is 'everywhere'.
We're on the Internet. Everything is possible.
Everything?
EVERYTHING.




Cleverbot, je t'aime.