You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Also now I'm thinking about that one time some SJWs flipped out over a poster that said transgender people are X% more likely to be murdered than the average person 'cause "ARE YOU SAYING THE OPPOSITE OF TRANSGENDER IS 'AVERAGE'??"
Like, they were completely oblivious to the statistical sense of "average" as in a mean value
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I ate one bite of a cake before realizing it has pecans in it. I am allergic. One bite is not seriously threatening, but my throat will be aggravated for a while.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Ouch. Best of luck to you, Imi.
Tangentially related: my doctor says I need to start eating more nuts.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
In fifth grade, my teacher would play Mad Libs with us during indoor recess. She'd call out the parts-of-speech, a student would call out a word, and she'd write them in a list on the blackboard. Then she'd read the story to us.
Any time we got a proper noun, we always thought it was hilarious to say "Monica Lewinksy".
I guess that gives you an idea of how long ago I was in elementary school...
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
are not very good
Please *dance* for the next available *friend*.
But *silly cows* made *many bubbles* *frumple*.
Prompted for a noun, one of us would always say "tits" and, oddly, it wasn't me
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead