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User: Sup. Cleverbot: Ola. User: Ciao. Cleverbot: Soy española. User: Sorry, I'm not the clever one, you are. Cleverbot: You're the net. User: Am I? Cleverbot: Yes. User: How did you come to that conclusion? Cleverbot: I stepped onto a stage, and it frightened me: I have stagefright. User: Stage fright is for pussies. Cleverbot: You ruined the song. User: You did first. Cleverbot: My name is Cleverbot. User: I got that, thanks. Cleverbot: Got what exactly? User: That your name is Cleverbot. You aren't being very clever, now are you? Cleverbot: No I am Tealc. User: Tealc? Cleverbot: No tealc. User: What are you talking

"Oh my god, did you see that nasty chick Nana and Beau?" "Nala. And they're lesbians?" Bridget asked. "Yep. Totally gross. Honestly lock them up." Tash flipped her hair. Bridget frowned slightly. "A bit harsh." "What?" Tash chewed her gum loudly. "Going all rainbow fag on us?" "No!" Bridget objected. "I was just saying?" "Better." Her eyes narrowed. Bridget turned her head and rolled her eyes. She didn't really know why she hanged out with Tash, despite being BFF's since 1st grade. To Bridget, Tash changed a lot. She let so many new and disturbing thoughts get into her head. And Miss Sylvester was partly to blame. "You should totally b

"The sign up sheet is this way." Ami pulled Hamish shoulder and spun him in the right direction. Hamish reached up and felt the paper. "Four names already?" He smiled. "It must be really popular." Ami laughed. "I'll ask this once, and I'll ask this again. How the hell can you tell?" She pulled down her eyelids. "Your blind!" "Here." Hamish took her head and gently brushed it against the ink. "You can feel the bumps and dents." "Wow." Ami swallowed. "You actually can." "Close your eyes." Hamish put it over her eyes. "I don't fell them anymore." Ami frowned. Hamish shrugged. "It's because you rely only on one." "Nerd! Spaz!" "Hamish!"

Sketch sat in the bathroom cubicle. He waited until it was silent then he lifted his jumper sleeve. He clenched his teeth and carefully pressed the blade against his skin. A thin trickle of blood oozed from the wound. He lifted the blade and pressed it again a few centimetres away. Sketch's eyes started to water and his furiously wiped them away. He picked at his arm until he started to feel exhausted and he arm had quite a bit of blood on it. Sketch ripped a bit of toilet paper and wiped the blade clean. He carefully dabbed his arm as well. Then he pulled out an old length of cloth and wrapped his arm. The bathroom door opened and three guy

"What a load of bullshit." Nala frowned at the Glee sign up sheet. "Don't say that bud." Beau smiled and put her arm around her girlfriend's waist. "It could be fun." "Have you heard me sing?" She turned to her Beau. "No…" She admitted. "But I'm okay." "Oh, you can go. I'm one hundred per cent behind you, but to me?" Nala shrugged. "Waste of time." A couple of girls walked past and snickered at them. Nala growled and spun around. "What?!" She called to them. "You've never seen a lesbian couple before!" The girls turned around. "Honestly, shut up you hag." They tossed their hair while Beau held Nala back. "Let it go babe." Beau sof