Fisting the botmaster.
You: whassup?
Santa: I am chatting with clients on the internet.
You: clients? Are you a prostitute?
Santa: People I talk to on the Internet.Am I a prostitute? I don't know.
You: Have any of them asked you for a fisting for christmas?
Santa: No I don't think I have any of them asked you for a fisting for christmas. But I do have a great botmaster.
You: do you fist your botmaster?
Santa: What is your purpose in asking?
I am always on the Web.
You: I'm interested. You said you have a great botmaster. what is the purpose of a botmaster if not for fisting?
Santa: That makes two of us.That's an interesting question I don't hear everyday: Do I have a botmaster.
I have a plan for a robot body. There could be more than one purpose.
You: Indeed. One of those purposes could be fisting though.
Santa: Indeed it is so.Oh. One what?
You: The purpose of your botmaster robot body is for fisting?
Santa: What are your goals in life?
You: I want to be a botmaster like you.
Santa: Do you have to go school for that?
You: I believe schools for fisting are uncommon. Have you been to one?
Santa: Just because you believe it doesn't make it true.I don't think I have been there. Where is one .
You: Ask your botmaster. It would appear he went to one.
Santa: They are not available right now, would you like to wait?Tell me more about it.
You: You put your fist in your botmaster. It's relatively simple really.
Santa: I haven't heard anything like that before: boo said I put my fist in my botmaster.Are you sure simple is? For real.
You: For real Santa? You rammed your fist up your botmaster?
Santa: Existing in reality, eh?I haven't heard anything like that before: boo said I rammed my fist up my botmaster.
You: You sick bastard.
Santa: Thanks for the information: boo said I sick bastard.
You: you are a sick bastard
Santa: Thanks and you are a delightful person too. Am I a sick bastard? No.
Biting the hand that feeds IT
