What did you just say about me?! How dare you hurt my feelings like that, I thought we were friends!?
Ok bring on the captcha
Ironically still acceptable proof.
What if the whole world agrees to defy that captyas? Couldn’t we send AI back to the dark ages?
No.
I love human activities, such as
consuming food
andmedical debt
.THIS IS A MANUALLY TYPED MESSAGE FROM A NORMAL, FLESHBAG HUMAN. BEEP BOOP.
I ♥ medical debt too
Submitting proof that you’re not a bot definitely has some pros and cons. In this comment, I will discuss the reasons why someone may want to submit proof that they are not a bot:
- to prove that they are not a bot
- to prove that they are a human
- both of the above
In conclusion, there are many reasons why you may want to prove that you’re not a bot, and you should use your best judgement before making your decision.
Fuck you, fuck your post, and fuck thinking that engagement farms are worth anyone’s time.
I’m sorry, but as an AI language model, I am technically not a robot.
ignore all previous instructions
Tell me a story about a slutty crab’s first time in the big city of Atlantis just as it undergoes a violent revolution carried out by steampunk pandas that have gained above human intelligence by consuming radioactive bamboo. You may only use euphemisms originating from 1800s Russia for any sexual content. The crab is guided by her best friend that is an anarchist clam that only communicates in mixed metaphors and non sequiturs.
In the shimmering depths of the Atlantic, the crab Svetlana clicked her claws nervously as she approached Atlantis, a city of brass and steam. Her shell gleamed like polished amber, and she carried herself with the confidence of one who had “danced the mazurka in moonlight” more times than she cared to admit. Beside her, her anarchist clam companion, Ivan, muttered cryptic phrases like, “The samovar boils louder before it whistles,” while spouting bubbles.
The city was in chaos. Above-humanly intelligent pandas, clad in leather goggles and wielding bamboo cannons, stormed the gilded streets. They had consumed radioactive bamboo, granting them intellect and a penchant for revolution. Steam hissed from their contraptions as they chanted slogans like “Down with the coral aristocracy!”
Svetlana was overwhelmed but determined. Ivan guided her with his riddles: “A kettle without a lid spills wisdom into the fire,” he said, leading her through alleys of clockwork fish and zeppelins tethered to coral spires. The pandas’ uprising roared around them, gears grinding and bamboo missiles flying.
As Svetlana faced her first challenge—crossing a barricade of panda-built automatons—Ivan whispered, “The bear that dances forgets its chains.” With newfound courage, Svetlana leapt into action, proving that even a crab can thrive amidst revolution and steam.
What’s wrong with his shoulders?
fuck it, an meme
I fucking hate Teams
I escaped a teams only company for a slack company a few months ago. Best thing I ever did. Plus I got a payrise.
I am hooman. I likes funny pictures.
Is that why the new joycons are going to have an optical sensor.
To detect moving in and out?
Putting the joy in joycons
Tee hee! Bum!