Men are inherent escape artists, yes? no?

I know what you mean. He’s like one of those inane scripts that tends to win the Loebman prize.

Consider the following exchange from the 2005 test:
JUDGE: Which is further away from us, Queens or Inner Mongolia?
PROGRAM: HA! HA! That was stupid. Tell me a GOOD joke this time.
JUDGE: You say you are human but you can’t answer a simple question.
PROGRAM: Because I am alive.
JUDGE: You are not following the rules. You are supposed to convince me that you are a human, not convince me that you are mysterious.
PROGRAM: I can’t very well convince one lacking a mind, can I?

Eerily familiar style, amirite?

Whereas the ones with all lower-case and no punctuation are more likely to be pathetic and accidentally reveal way more about themselves than they realize like:

I for one am shocked (shocked, I say) that a Republican has been caught in a heterosexual scandal. Did a woman with an unusually wide stance accidentally wonder into the men’s bathroom? Did the “luggage carriers” rental service send over the wrong sex?

I think I have his acoustic album.