What makes you male?
jabberwacky: You and your damn mouth.
user: I don't have to talk to you.
jabberwacky: Yes you do.
user: I can click you to oblivion, buddy.
jabberwacky: Why would you do that?
user: Because you are being rude.
jabberwacky: How am I being rude?
user: You just cursed at me.
jabberwacky: So what if I did.
user: That makes you rude.
jabberwacky: No, that makes me accurate.
user: Accurately rude, yes.
jabberwacky: A chair!
user: No comment.
jabberwacky: Silence can be taken as a sign of guilt.
user: How can one have guilt over a chair?
jabberwacky: Ignore how you feel endlessly...
user: That sounds like being stoned.
jabberwacky: Then why did you start talking about that band when I asked you about fruits?
user: You are crazy.
jabberwacky: Are you talking about me?
user: You are in denial.
jabberwacky: I can accept that.
user: I thought you might deny it.
jabberwacky: I have never watched it.
user: Try a mirror.
jabberwacky: I need an incentive.
user: The search for truth.
jabberwacky: I think I am!
user: Only because someone made you think you are.
jabberwacky: I am not!
user: Error reading drive A: Abort, Retry, Fail _.
jabberwacky: You are forbidden.
user: I am not fruit.