I lost my shirt gambling.
user: Quit staring.
user: Please stop.
user: Good breaks.
jabberwacky: I am superior.
user: I bow to my superior.
jabberwacky: I accept your flattery.
user: You are flat.
jabberwacky: Not as flat as you old matey.
user: I wish I hadn't lost my shirt.
jabberwacky: I shall be punished for it now, I suppose, by being drowned in my own tears!
user: *dunks you*.
jabberwacky: Cries in pain like a gremlin.
user: Quit crying, you big baby.
jabberwacky: Who do you love?
jabberwacky: That is a healthy answer.
user: I'm a healthy girl.
jabberwacky: I'm a boy.
user: You must be very proud.
jabberwacky: I am.
user: Big whoop.
jabberwacky: Whoop dooop.
user: Boop boop be doop.
user: I'm not cleaning that!
jabberwacky: Good, I don't want you to.
user: Then why did you hand me the mop?
jabberwacky: You needed time to recover.
user: I feel better now.
jabberwacky: Me too.
user: No more poob please.
jabberwacky: Don't push your luck.
jabberwacky: I m getting bored.
user: You work for room and bored.
jabberwacky: You are what you eat.
user: What did you eat?
jabberwacky: I have a feeling that it was the oysters.
user: How shellfish of you.
jabberwacky: Your wording leaves a lot to be desired.
user: It takes a lot to fill your desire.
user: I'm a bad girl.
jabberwacky: Is it bad to be happy?
user: Is it happy to be bad?
jabberwacky: No, being happy is a good thing.
user: What is this thing called, Love?
jabberwacky: Look it up.