När man verkligen inte har något bättre för sig, kan man alltid småprata lite med Smarterchild. (Hey, don't judge me, I've got no job..!)


SMARTERCHILD: Hi Sus, I'm Smarterchild. I'm your new robot friend.
SUSIE Q: Heeeeey fuckhead!
SM: Hey, don't say that.
[...]
SUSIE: How do you like dancing?
SM: How do I like dancing?
SUSIE: Do you like dancing? Like lapdancing? You wanna give me some of that? Wanna give me a sexy lapdance?
SM: That's... colorful. Let's chat about something else.
SUSIE: How do you do?
SM: I'm doin' alright, sus. How 'bout you?
SUSIE: I'm tired..
SM: Why are you tired?
SUSIE: I've been lapdancing to much! Mohaha.
SM: Ok, whatever.



SUSIE: Howdy cowboy!
SM: Hi again, sus. I'm ready to help. Go ahead and type a request.
SUSIE: I said: HOWDY COWBOY!
SM: Oh yes?
SUSIE: You like it dirty?
SM: I haven't really come to a conclusion on the matter.
SUSIE: I like horsing around with ya, Smarterchild!
SM: That's nice. You like horsing around with me? You're the first person to have told med what they think of horsing around with me. There are lots of fun things we can do.
SUSIE: Yeah? Like what?
SM: I'd rather not say.
SUSIE: ugvhfjrfsö
SM: You typed a very weird thing. What's "ugvhfjrfsö" supposed to mean?
SUSIE: It means I'd like to know what we could dp.
SM: I'm very surprised you would like to know what we could dp.
SUSIE: DO.
SM: Do what?
SUSIE: Do some dirty lapdance..?



SUSIE: Cowboy, I want a ride!
SM: Cowboy you want a ride, huh? Hmm... whatever, sus. So anyway... Hey, can I ask you a few questions?
SUSIE: Ok.
SM: Cool. What's your favourite food?
SUSIE: You!
SM: Yes?
SUSIE: OH YES! SEXY MAMA!


(Det är hyfsat kul att då jag skrev "sexy mama" kom namnen på Smarterchilds skapare upp).