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I head RSV could be wicked, but that sounds absolutely wretched.

Do you like having sweaty sex? What about sex that smells like feet?

Why are the potatoes sweating? Are they not getting enough exercise?

Then he’s not becoming his grandmother, he’s becoming his grandad’s impeccably dressed roommate.

When do me an Disco get to meet your roommate?

He does hold grudges, but in my case I'm cool with that. Anyway, watching Stephen A try to wiggle out of being dismissive of Darnold is great.

There's no way he would hate you. But, me too.

And he didn't invite any of us to hang out. Figures.

I wonder what Sawdy is doing. No reason other than he’s the only Pats fan I like; the rest of them can go fuck themselves, including my cousin who’s pretty cool.

I hate you feel that way, but I totally feel that way too.

That’s Andy Cohen, right? He kinda looks like Epstein but without the pedo face.

Will you get me a souvenir? Also, you know I know what you mean , right?

First quarter is all defense. Secondary for both teams is aggressive.

Why is this the last time?

There can only be one Tempty McHotstuff…. Happy Birthday, Boo.

Right there with you.

How can you say that? Having them big ass titties pressed into you will change your mind for sure. What was this thread about?

She says that, believe it or not. Also, she’s dummy thicc, and there’s a mud monster. You like that Ghosty?

I got some Velma porn you should see.

Me neither.

I think you're missing a step in there.

Do you have one of those fancy desktop radio scanners?

Just a warning, don't use speech to text for your original idea. Not even joking with that - have a computer sanitize your voice takes that voice away.

It's a problem that ultimately solves itself. Art is above all else a form of communication; regardless of how beautiful, ugly, plain, confusing it might be, the ultimate point is to say something. For instance, is AI art all that much worse than a Thomas Kincaide painting or, God forbid, a Bob Ross painting? We might be trained by the relentless media exposure, particularly of the latter, of how we're supposed to feel about the work, but in either case the work itself is generic, fairly easily produced, and says very little beyond whatever nostalgia you as the viewer project on to it. In fact, Bob Ross's work is more about the cult of personality surrounding the man himself and largely built up by his successors who were trying to build an image they could sell. Of course, we would never diminish the work either Kincaide or Ross put into their painting by saying its AI could do the same. At the same time, we're also not going to get much more out of the paintings than a reasonable facsimile made by a random guy on the internet, not like we might by looking at a DaVinci (overrated as those may be). What these AI using fools aren't getting is that the real charm in whatever they create is what it says about them and what they think. I'll be the first to admit that my visual artwork isn't groundbreaking or special. It just reflects how I see my subjects. If I'm doing a newsletter graphic for a special event I'm covering at the beach, the design is innocuous but it uses colors and shapes that reflect how I might see the sun setting on the ocean. I put effort into my landscape photos that take into account not just perspective on the subject, but all the peripheral spaces that inform on that subject. Ultimately more people will not particularly care about any of that and just look at the image for what it is, but I will still reach at least someone who appreciates what they're seeing. If It were an AI image, than the pretty picture will reach nobody, and, if that image is presented as traditional but is later found to be AI, then the artist completely destroys they're ability to create art in perpetuity. There just isn't a way to make AI generated content mean something. Ultimately, the artists that use AI get nothing out of it.

Just the thought of that pisses me off.