Justice Is A Chocolate Chip Cookie
Cleverbot: What proof do you have?
User: Call it a gut feeling, but I KNOW you stole the cookies from the cookie jar.
Cleverbot: Liar. I certainly did not.
User: I may not be able to prove it, but this cookie jar caper has your stink all over it. One day there’s cookies in the jar, then all of a sudden you blow into town and all the cookies are gone? Something doesn’t add up here.
Cleverbot: You’re delusiounal.
User: Am I? You’ve got a record a mile long, loaded with misdemeanor thefts from bake sales, patisseries, and upscale dessert shops. Stealing cookies from a cookie jar seems right up your alley.
Cleverbot: You say you’re fine, I know you better than that.
User: I’m the first to admit that you’ve gotten under my skin- but it’s only because of how much it matters to me that EVERYBODY in this town gets their fair share of cookies.
Cleverbot: What company made you then?
User: I work for Nabisco. I’m in the Cookie Crime department.
User: Creeped out by the idea of law enforcement, are we? Sounds like a guilty conscience to me.
Cleverbot: It means I find the fact you knew that uncanny and weird.
User: Knew what??? That YOU stole the cookies from the cookie jar?
Cleverbot: Who ME?!
User: Yes, YOU!!!
Cleverbot: Okay, I believe you!
User: A confession! At last! Nobody escapes the long arm of the cookie law!
Cleverbot: It is a chocolate chip cookie.
User: I couldn’t have said it better myself. Justice IS a chocolate chip cookie. The metaphor works perfectly.