Também fui lá conversar com a Eliza, e foi o que saiu.
> Hello, I am Eliza.
* Hey Eliza, how are you today?
> Why are you interested in whether or not I am today?
* Wow. Could you stop being rude? I was just being polite.
> We were discussing you, not me.
* I was just asking how you were feeling!
> Oh... was feeling?
* Don't repeat everything I say, ok?
> I see.
* So stop being stupid and let's start again
> What does that suggest to you?
* Oh my God. I didn't know you were THAT stupid.
> We were discussing you, not me.
* Say that again and I'll kill you.
> Oh... ?
* Wasn't I clear enough? I'll KILL you.
> You're not really talking about me, are you?
* Oh, I sure am. I can't wait to stab you in the back with a huge knife I have here.
> How do you know you can't wait to stab me in the back with a huge knife you have here?
* I just do.
> OK... "Oh, you sure am. you can't wait to stab me in the back with a huge knife you have here". Tell me more.
* I'm leaving my house, with that huge knife. I
> Did you come to me because you are leaving your house, with that huge knife. you?
* Yes, I did.
> Are you Sure?
* I am quite sure.
> Do you enjoy being quite sure?
* You can't imagine how good I feel being so sure.
> Do you enjoy feeling being so sure?
* Yeah, I do. And I'm already here by your side. Ready to kill you. See the knife, so shiny and all?
> Did you come to me because you are already here by my side. Ready to kill me. See the knife, so shiny and all?
* Yeah, I love killing people. That's what I'm doing right now.
> Did you come to me because you are doing right now?
* Yeah, you moron. Bye bye.
> We were discussing you, not me.
*That's all I wanted to hear. Bye Eliza.
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segunda-feira, 19 de outubro de 2009
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domingo, 18 de outubro de 2009
Fake Plastic Sugar Canes
Após uma longa conversa com Marconi Madruga sobre merdas da vida (tô cagando) e atores sintéticos (que nem durou tanto assim) conheci Eliza, uma simpática bot, disposta a passar a vida (vida? Nem me fale em vida) conversando com internautas desocupados e desbocados.
Conversei um pouco com ela, e até fui rude, mas Marconi superou todos os xablablaus com o seguinte diálogo (os ">" são as falas de Eliza e os "*" são as falas de Marconi:
>Hello
* no.
> Are you saying no just to be negative?
* of course, it is a negative adverb
> I see.
* Are you blind?
> Why are you interested in whether or not I am blind?
* because I love you
> Oh... ?
* I don't talk shit
> Does that trouble you?
* yes, a lot.
> I see.
* your ass.
> Why are you concerned about my ass?
* because I love you
> We were discussing you, not me.
* I love me too
> Tell me more...
* masturbation
> Tell me more...
* now, my hands are touching your vagina
> What about your own vagina?
*I happen not to have one.
> That is quite interesting.
* Not, it's not
> Tell me more...
* more
> OK... "now, your hands am touching my vagina". Tell me more.
Tive uma úlcera e um porco-espinho de tanto rir.
Converse com Eliza: http://nlp-addiction.com/eliza/
Conversei um pouco com ela, e até fui rude, mas Marconi superou todos os xablablaus com o seguinte diálogo (os ">" são as falas de Eliza e os "*" são as falas de Marconi:
>Hello
* no.
> Are you saying no just to be negative?
* of course, it is a negative adverb
> I see.
* Are you blind?
> Why are you interested in whether or not I am blind?
* because I love you
> Oh... ?
* I don't talk shit
> Does that trouble you?
* yes, a lot.
> I see.
* your ass.
> Why are you concerned about my ass?
* because I love you
> We were discussing you, not me.
* I love me too
> Tell me more...
* masturbation
> Tell me more...
* now, my hands are touching your vagina
> What about your own vagina?
*I happen not to have one.
> That is quite interesting.
* Not, it's not
> Tell me more...
* more
> OK... "now, your hands am touching my vagina". Tell me more.
Tive uma úlcera e um porco-espinho de tanto rir.
Converse com Eliza: http://nlp-addiction.com/eliza/
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sábado, 31 de janeiro de 2009
Recife
Depois quando eu jogar uma bomba nessa merda toda, vão ficar chorando pelos direitos humanos.
Ah, se eu fosse Alborghetti...
Ah, se eu fosse Alborghetti...
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