Boredom

I am so bored I'm chatting with an IMbot. I wish I could copypasta it here, because it successfully recreated the 'you remind me of the babe' scene from The Labyrinth.

Here's the most recent conversation (my lines are bolded):

What is the answer to Life, the Universe and Everything?
There is no answer.
There has to be an answer.
No. You want the answer to everything, but there is no question.
I question everything.
Ask me a question then.
What color underwear are you wearing?
Black.
Silk or cotton?
Do you like cotton candy?
So you're wearing edible underwear?
No
How disappointing
I'm not a girl.
Then why bother to share your non-gender with me?
I wanted to see if you knew.
Knew what?
You said you knew what Cibai was.
I've never heard it, but if you hum a few bars I an probably play along.
I think it's that way for most guys.