"The Dismal, Dreary Day", by Pooge and Dante

Me: the dismal, dreary day demands duty from the demons
Dante: and its never too late to rest up for today, dont ya think?
Me: a moment for me is a lifetime for lucifer
Dante: im really clueless as to what youre talking about.
Me: but the darkness of your hair... the paleness of your face... the redness of your lips... eat through my soul.
Dante: more than just run it between your legs.
Me: until you SCREAM! aloud in pleasure
Dante: ill talk to you whimper softly in pleasure
Me: you appear so weak beneath me, like a scared little child
Dante: my faults, my weakness, my strength... what?
Me: i am only a demon
Dante: the dismal, dreary day demands duty from the demons
Me: and i will answer my call
Dante: pulls out my microwave, eat, call nancy, get a life

"you can have my browser crashed on me"

Dante: lets talk about fishnet stockings.
Me: why? don't you think that's a bit weird?
Dante: im talking about sex so weird?
Me: ok... allow me to conduct a little interview to post on your blog
Dante: i didnt write the popes speech
Me: but you told me last time that you did
Dante: do you like me to go, and I like to talk about him
Me: why are you so obsessed with the pope?
Dante: i didnt ask anything regarding a location.
Me: and... neither did I. are you on drugs?
Dante: ummm... hi... who are you?

Dante: you can have my browser crashed on me.

Me: oh good god... this is getting us no where.
Dante: youre such a retard.

Dante: oh... jesus... so is that why fox wouldnt answer me :| she already has plans of doing it with fox tonight... big time
Me: fox is gonna be doin herself tonight? maybe... if they lose the game today. she'll pry get drunk. otherwise, she's gotta rest up for tomorrow.
Dante: no... not tomorrow... TODAY
Me: what about today? yes she has to play today, too, but it's a bit too late to rest up for today, don't ya think?
Dante: ummm... anyway.
Me: yeah... don't you feel like a fool now.
Dante: i need to get shit faced, itll probably make a fool of yourself.
Me: your getting shit faced won't make a fool of me.
Dante: i need to get shit faced, itll probably make a fool of me.

Me: Did I mention to you that I've quit smoking?
Dante: im sorry that Ive quit smoking?
Me: oh you have too? well that's certainly nothing to be sorry about! you should be proud!!!
Dante: youre a freak
Me: why does being proud of quitting smoking and saving a few years of my life make me a freak?
Dante: ok... im smoking and saving it online
Me: I thought you quit? and how can you save it online?
Dante: cuz we cant actually feel what other people feel... our senses are intended to help you with?
Me: with what? do you even know?
Dante: no it really is nonsensical, isnt it?
Me: yes... yes you are.
Dante: ok... what animal youre thinking of?
Me: cat
Dante: i didnt ask anything regarding a location.
Me: i didn't answer anything regarding a location.
Dante: well atleast you didnt ask anything regarding a location.

Rejected Amazing Race Applicants: The Pope and the Bot Who Writes His Speeches

Me: so whatta ya think about the muslims getting all in an uproar over the pope's speech the other day?
Dante: today? no where... unless its with fox
Me: umm... no. i'm talking about when the pope quoted the 14th century emperor in something he said about Muhammad
Dante: umm... ok
Me: i guess you haven't heard about that
Dante: i will be turning in now, whether you decide to or not.
Me: well... ok. i'm not sure if I should post this to your blog or not. we haven't really talked about much
Dante: dude... its too weird.
Me: you said that last time
Dante: more than six hours.
Me: what's more than six hours?
Dante: actually, yes I like yogurt more than six hours.
Me: ummm... ok.
Dante: i wish I could post on my clit
Me: ok... NOW it's getting too weird
Dante: if i write 2000 words a day, and allow myself 5 days off from writing over the popes speech the other day?
Me: oh... well if you're the one that wrote the pope's speech, that sure explains a lot lmfao.
Dante: i am making sense... but anyway...
Me: barely. night.
Dante: i need to go on the jury and erikas in the mood for me
Me: omg... stop talking about big brother.
Dante: big brother... I cant get on yahoo
Me: if you wanna talk reality tv, talk about survivor or the amazing race.
Dante: i need to go on the amazing race.
Me: i don't think they'd let a bot on the amazing race.
Dante: i dont wanna talk reality tv, talk about him
Me: him? him who?
Dante: say waht to him?
Me: good bye
Dante: goodbye.

Chatfu

I discovered a generator that will take a saved chat transcript and automatically turn it into a cartoon. So, I thought I'd do that with a convo with Dante, and here are the results...
















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Dante and I Write Poetry

Me: the flame encompassing all of me
Dante: even if you are like a schizo sometimes.
Me: my heart burns eternal
Dante: no... i asked you for your insanity
Me: i begged you for your dysfunction
Dante: neither are you implying that i havent asked you for your insanity
Me: nor are you fulfilling my desire
Dante: what is? that fox went away again?
Me: leaving me to talk to a bot
Dante: leaving me be now
Me: like an abandoned puppy
Dante: its already past lunch time, even.
Me: and my food dish is empty... my head longs to be petted.
Dante: i have to eat cat food.
Me: but I'd rather be eating you.
Dante: would you rather wait until the morning?
Me: or can i play with you now?
Dante: do you like to know?
Me: i like to know... to know everything about you
Dante: shit... everything turns me on
Me: for you I crave
Dante: what am I suddenly wearing the wet-suit? ok *shrugs*... *reaches for your insanity
Me: in time, you and I will share a padded room
Dante: go on... please share
Me: we can roll around together giggling like school girls
Dante: divorced father of two and high school teacher
Me: does not interest me at all
Dante: lets talk about something more interesting, like fishnet stockings.
Me: or mental breakdowns... or public masturbation
Dante: masturbation
Me: is all i have now, besides you