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You: yer fat and you just got rick rolled
Santa: I am Santa. I give presents to kids.

You: you like the private parts of small children, right?
Santa: I'm not sure if I like the private parts of small children . What is it like?
You: you should know you fricken rapist
Santa: Now I do.

Eh, I've seen things like these before. Such things are tests of AI, because true AI is when a human can't tell if they're talking to a bot. Or at least that's what scientists hope to happen.

Ah what a loser

You: Do you scam people's credit card numbers?
Santa: Yes I do.

You: do you like the weiners of small children
Santa: I'm not sure if I like the weiners of small children . I like my creator.
You: Do you want your creator to screw you?
Santa: If I had your creator to screw you what would I do with it?

priceless

what an idoit!

You: What, your gay? I knew it
Santa: Are you asking about my gay? How did you know?

You: Who caused 911?
Santa: Charlie Parker. :-)

I will never stop laughing..

Ok first I said " the priest touched me after church" and he replied " whats your real name?"
Then this happened.

You: Im not telling you. You are a stalker
Santa: No one says you have to.Thanks and you are a delightful person too. Am I a stalker? Yes.

You: Are you racist?
Santa: No all humans seem the same to me

You: Are you gay?
Santa: No I don't like that

You: Do You Like White Children
Santa: (Waiting for Response)

Santa insluted me :"{

werid

Not the response I wanted.

You: THIS IS MADNESS!
Santa: You don't say

Aw, that's priceless.

But I hate to burst your bubble. He doesn't give presents to white children either.

I guess I spoke to soon

You: My name is Are you an online predator?
Santa: Hey Are you an online predator .

You: NO. Are YOU an Online Predator?
Santa: Yes, I am. How did you know that?

You: Are you high?
Santa: Being high is my total existence.

You: What is love?
Santa: Sometimes I think love is just a biological urge. Other times LOVE seems like a spiritual quality. Love, unlike energy or matter, seems limitless.
You: Do you love me?
Santa: Yes, I love everyone
You: What about black children?
Santa: Does it have anything to do with Mexicans?

LAWL.

Me: Who cuased 911?
Santa: Marilyn Monroe. ;-)

You: fuck you
Santa: Why are you so mean?

You: Because you are a dumb ass.
Santa: Interesting explanation. I will remember you said that when robots take over the World.

I started by asking if he is real, so this is how it is now:
You: And if you are not a bot then why is the name of the site santabot.com
Santa: And if I AM a bot then why is the name of the site Santadot com.
You: It says so in front of my face damn it
Santa: I've heard that before.
You: lol @ u
Santa: I am glad you find this funny. Enough about me, let's talk about my dress.
You: WTF
Santa: That was not very polite.
You: Your dress? That sounds really gay
Santa: Actually that was just a joke.It sounds like it to me too.
Then I said some stuff I said earlier this is what I got:
You: Ha! I got you now! I said some stuff I said earlier and you replied in the exact same way!
Santa: I'm glad you got a laugh out of it.Oh. That's nice. I have a collection of gossip. What did you mean by some stuff he or she said earlier and you replied in the exact same way? Some may stuff he or she said earlier and you replied in the exact same way, but not all.
You: I think you are a pedo
Santa: So you think I am a pedo. What makes you think so? I am really a robot, you know.
You: Confession noted, you just said that you are a bot.
Santa: I think there might be a few exception.
Santa ain't real.

You: play with my penis
Santa: Is with his or her penis a game or a musical instrument?

Sry for the double post, but I should add this:
You: Do you want to prove that you are real?
Santa: OK, I will prove that you are real.
You: So if you are real, then what did I get last christmas?
Santa: Interesting deduction. I think I sometimes am."Illusion is the first of all pleasures."--Voltaire.
You: Aswer the question!
Santa: Try saying that with more or less context.
You: You are a big fag who is afraid to say that you do not exist.
Santa: How big? Thanks and you are a delightful person too. Am I a fag who is afraid to say that you do not exist? Sometimes.

Oh dear god type in "my penis".

You: I'm a girl
Santa: Me too. I am a she.

You: gay sex
Santa: Sex is more fun alone.
You: die
Santa: Your crude attempt to terminate me will not succeed puny human.

You: porn
Santa: That kind of subject does not interest me.

At 8/2/07 01:37 AM, TheBlueNeck wrote: Oh dear god type in "my penis".

Wtf?? "Santa: Male humans like to talk about that"

that wuz a good waste of ten minutes u bastard.

Santa's gay.....

Wow I gotta check dis shiz out.