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What Are You Thinking About Right Now?
Insipid replied to DragonSinger's topic in General Discussion
Northeast India is an interesting place. There are pagodas there, as it borders China, and the people there have dark skin like Indian people and slanted eyes like Chinese people. -
The lady doth project too much, methinks!
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This was AI generated.
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Thanks for reminding me of this. Pat's warning is still there too. lol fuggs
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What the fuck was that supposed to be? Gyudon? I've never seen it that runny before.
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Oh my God, this makes Hiroshima after the bomb look like heaven.
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Say ghostrek, would you put a plastic bag on a baby’s head?
Insipid replied to [classic swim]'s topic in General Discussion
He's doing okayish. I'll let him speak for himself when he comes. -
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Ah, the unemployed janitor turned AI 'artist,' truly a story for the ages—like if Picasso had traded in his genius for a mop and a midlife crisis. You know, it’s impressive, really, how you’ve managed to take cutting-edge technology and somehow produce something that looks like it was pulled from the bottom of a bargain bin screensaver collection. But hey, keep telling yourself that everyone’s jealous. We’re not sure what’s funnier—the idea that people envy your AI fever dreams or the fact that you think they qualify as art. It’s less ‘creative genius’ and more ‘proof that anyone can press a button and call it talent.’ Honestly, your AI images are the only thing in the world less polished than the floors you used to clean.
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I was not referring to any of your AI-generated horseshit . . . and now that you clarified this, I don't really care to ask more. Your city is home to his failed casino, just a reminder.
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Hmm, I did notice a shift in your attitude to Trump. Worried about social security and medicare? I actually sympathize with you if you are worried.
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Well thank God I got rid of facebook almost ten years ago. Do you know about the dead internet theory? You should ask your AI what it is. Unevenedge is a bastion away from that shit . . . but here you are, posting AI-generated garbage.
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I don't care. Modern facebook is just boomers sharing AI generated crap.
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Yes, we all have heard of facebook before.
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I feel that even this gives him too much credit.
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You're like a petulant child who plays with the fart sounds on an electric keyboard. Well have fun with yourself.
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@smiradenius You do realize you can do a lot more with AI than create shitty images, right? Try having it create a murder mystery for you to solve. Have it help you learn a foreign language. Even have it help you explain how technology works. Or not. 🙄
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lol, I didn't specify the name of the janitor. I had to change the Walts to Kennys and I missed a few. I think the AI did a pretty good job. I told it to create a stupid metphor that pissed his brother off.
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On a bumpy, overcrowded city bus, 63-year-old janitor Kenny squints at his phone, trying to send a text to his brother, Roger, confirming their Thanksgiving dinner plans. Suddenly, the bus hits a massive pothole, causing Kenny’s thumb to fumble—and, somehow, the worst happens. Instead of sending a “See you at 3!” message, Kenny mistakenly sends a recently taken, unflattering photo of his junk. Moments later, Roger calls, furious. “Kenny, what the hell is wrong with you?” “Roger, listen! The bus hit a bump! The phone jumped outta my hand, and my thumb—” “What bump causes that kind of mistake?!” “Technology, Rog! These phones got a mind of their own!” Kenny stammers. “It’s the touchscreen! It’s...it’s too sensitive!” “You were already looking at that picture?! Why?! Why did you even take it?!” “Uh...I was trying to document, uh, something. For medical reasons!” Kenny blurts out. “Oh, come on!” Roger shouts. “Think about it, Rog,” Kenny pleads. “A bus ride is like life—it’s bumpy, unpredictable, and sometimes it sends you in the wrong direction. My thumb was just a casualty of the road, man!” “Don’t try to get poetic about this, Kenny. You’re not coming to Thanksgiving.” “Rog, you can’t do that! It was an accident! Like dropping your turkey on the floor—” “Stop talking.” The call ends, leaving Kenny sitting on the bus, shaking his head and muttering, “Damn touchscreens...” as passengers around him slowly scoot farther away.
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fuggs once told me she intentionally drove on speed bumps on the highway to feel the vibrations on her gooch.
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