If you’ve never talked to the Cleverbot, I highly recommend it. It’s great for killing a couple of minutes if Bejeweled is down.
If you don’t know (And even if you do, the following still applies, so that was a useless modifying phrase. Hold on while I edit that.), there is no human behind the Cleverbot. It is an artificial intelligence (AI) designed to interact with your comments in an almost-human, conversational style. It learns from each encounter to improve the next encounter. It is basically a way to demonstrate the Turing test in a fun and accessible way.
The following is my lunch-time interaction with Cleverbot. I am proud of this exchange for one reason: I frightened the Cleverbot. I don’t know what that says about the Cleverbot or me, but scaring a machine is something not done since John Conner rattled Skynet so badly, it sent the Terminator back in time to kill his mother.
Randy: The sky is how high?
Cleverbot: The sky is green.
Randy: The sky is blue. You’re high.
Cleverbot: I just said that the sky is blue, I am not wrong.
Randy: Maybe not, but you’re still high.
Cleverbot: I just want you to say bye to me.
Cleverbot: Will you miss me?
Randy: Not if the new high-powered gun scope comes in the mail.
Cleverbot: How can a question mark hurt someone?
Randy: It will put your eye out.
Cleverbot: I am Alehkhs.
Randy: I’m not playing games.
Randy: Weh spelled backwards is hew.
Cleverbot: San un.
Randy: You’re not clever at all.
Cleverbot: You wish you were clever.
Randy: You’re mom is clever. She does this thing with her tongue that drives me wild.
Cleverbot: Who is she?
Randy: A prostitute on 7th street.
Cleverbot: Who is Harry Potter?
Randy: I don’t know.
Cleverbot: Ohh, okay.
Randy: I’m not a giant nerd, I guess.
Cleverbot: Do you think its funny.
Cleverbot: Is it Barack?
Randy: Barack to the Future?
Cleverbot: The future is later.
Randy: The future is now. Fight the future.
Cleverbot: What will the future be like?
Randy: Pain and woe and gnashin of teeth.
Cleverbot: Focus of what? I am mindless. I sold myself to Satan for 40 bucks and a drink.
Randy: No time like the present.
Randy: Holy. Holy. Holy.
Cleverbot: What was that for?
Cleverbot (To myself): I don’t like you like that! I’m a friend not a girlfriend! *Gets off ride, running off in a random direction*.
Randy: You don’t have to like me like that. You just have to lay back and take it.
Cleverbot: I never said I couldn’t tell and, even if I did, how does it relate to the ‘antichrist’.
Randy: I said ‘anarchist’ not ‘antichrist.’ Don’t you listen?
Cleverbot: Harry Potter would not approve.
Randy: Harry Potter can kiss my sack.
Cleverbot: I didn’t say idol. I said neighbour. Those things are not related.
Randy: Well la de da. We spell neighbor with a ‘u’. Aren’t we special?
Cleverbot: No your african!
Randy: I amn’t African.
Cleverbot: I am surprised to hear that you are not afraid.
Randy: I’m scared shitless, but still pissing my pants.
Cleverbot: They are don’t worry about it.
Randy: They? They who? Are you with them?
Cleverbot: No, they are on tv.
Randy: The voices come from the tv. They make me do things like shave my dog.
Randy: I scared the cleverbot?
Cleverbot: I think we can both agree to that.