Anybody using ChatGPT?

[wes]

HA HA HA HA HA..........you fucking nutjob Taffy! LOL 

That was gold,and it happens to be true. 

I love a few things about modern technology,but I hate most of maily because I`m an elderly mutant. 

[Rambone]

Any Getbiggers click because they thought they saw “ChatG4P”? Be honest.

[Taffin]

HA HA HA HA HA..........you fucking nutjob Taffy! LOL 

That was gold,and it happens to be true. 

I love a few things about modern technology,but I hate most of maily because I`m an elderly mutant. 

 

Glad you like it - and it was 100% written by the AI - I just asked it to "Write a short story wes.  He is the oldest man in the world and his arch enemy in the Thunderdome is Brian"  That's it - nothing more - and it churned that out in under 30 seconds... nothing about mutants, or Men in Black,or anything - it invented all that guff

I think the thing (currently) writes a bit like a clever 13 year old or something - unsophisticated - but give it time!

[Taffin]

Any Getbiggers click because they thought they saw “ChatG4P”? Be honest.

That's certainly how I found ChatGPT in the first place - boy was I wrong 

[Hulkotron]

Great AI-generated story haha

[Taffin]

Great AI-generated story haha

So I just did something similar for you and it turned out hilariously super-ghey - sorry!    I just said "My name is Taffin.  Write a short story about my strong friend from GetBig called Hulkotron.  He likes good manners and upright rowing"  Everything else it invented/exaggerated from implications.  The weights are particularly ridiculous and show the limitations of this childish brain.  This is what came out:

AI:  Here is a short story I wrote about Hulkotron:

Hulkotron was the strongest man in GetBig, a town where everyone loved to work out and show off their muscles. He had a huge chest, massive arms, and a thick neck that made him look like a superhero. He was always friendly and cheerful, except when someone was rude to him. Then he would get angry and use his strength to teach them a lesson.

One day, he was walking to the gym with his best friend Taffin, a tall and lean man who was also very fit. They were chatting about their favorite exercises and how much they could lift. Hulkotron said that he loved the upright rowing exercise, because it worked his shoulders and traps. He said that he could do 100 reps with 100 kilos, which was very impressive.  Taffin agreed and said that he also liked the upright rowing exercise, but he preferred to do it with a lighter weight and more speed. He said that he could do 200 reps with 50 kilos, which was also very impressive.

They reached the gym and decided to have a friendly competition. They went to the rowing machine and set up their weights. Hulkotron went first and started to pull the bar up to his chin with a steady pace. He counted his reps out loud and smiled as he felt his muscles burn. He reached 100 reps and stopped, feeling proud of himself.

Taffin clapped and congratulated him, then took his turn. He grabbed the bar and started to pull it up to his chin with a fast pace. He counted his reps out loud and grinned as he felt his muscles pump. He reached 200 reps and stopped, feeling proud of himself.

Hulkotron clapped and congratulated him, then said that they were both amazing. He said that he admired Taffin's speed and endurance, and that he wanted to try his technique. Taffin said that he admired Hulkotron's strength and power, and that he wanted to try his technique. They decided to swap weights and do another round.

Hulkotron lowered the weight to 50 kilos and started to pull the bar up to his chin with a fast pace. He found it easier than he expected, and he felt his muscles swell. He reached 200 reps and stopped, feeling amazed.

Taffin raised the weight to 100 kilos and started to pull the bar up to his chin with a steady pace. He found it harder than he expected, and he felt his muscles strain. He reached 100 reps and stopped, feeling exhausted.

Hulkotron and Taffin looked at each other and smiled. They had both done something they had never done before, and they had both learned something new. They hugged and thanked each other for the challenge. They agreed that they were both winners, and that they were both awesome.

They went to the locker room and changed their clothes. They decided to go to the cafe and have a protein shake and a sandwich. They walked out of the gym and saw a group of people waiting for them. They were fans of Hulkotron and Taffin, and they wanted to get their autographs and take pictures with them. They said that they had watched their competition and that they were very impressed. They said that they were the best rowers in GetBig, and that they were an inspiration to everyone.

Hulkotron and Taffin thanked them and signed their names and posed for photos. They felt happy and proud, and they enjoyed the attention. They were very popular in GetBig, and they had many admirers.

They reached the cafe and ordered their food and drinks. They sat down and started to eat and drink. They talked about their competition and how much fun they had. They also talked about other things, like their hobbies, their families, and their dreams. They were very good friends, and they had a lot in common.

They finished their food and drinks and paid the bill. They decided to go to the park and relax. They walked to the park and found a bench under a tree. They sat down and enjoyed the fresh air and the sunshine. They watched the birds and the squirrels and the people. They felt peaceful and happy, and they enjoyed the moment.

They were Hulkotron and Taffin, the best rowers in GetBig, and they were very happy.



TL/DR - Hulkotron and Taffin train together in a bright pink gym


Might do one more about the crowd in Rob's bushes, then no more I promise!!!

[Irongrip400]

Any Getbiggers click because they thought they saw “ChatG4P”? Be honest.

Dude, are you my AI bot? Every time I glanced at this thread I thought “GFP”. Lmao

[Kwon]

Any Getbiggers click because they thought they saw “ChatG4P”? Be honest.

Dude, are you my AI bot? Every time I glanced at this thread I thought “GFP”. Lmao

[Palumboism]

Me: write a story about Palumboism with Dave Palumbo.

ChatGPT

In the pulsating world of competitive bodybuilding, where sculpted physiques were the canvas of champions, there existed an extraordinary figure named Dave Palumbo. Hailing from the gritty streets of Brooklyn, Dave's journey into bodybuilding was fueled by an unwavering passion for pushing the limits of the human physique.

As Dave ascended the ranks of bodybuilding stardom, whispers of a phenomenon known as "Palumboism" began to circulate through the community. It was said to be a rare and mysterious transformation, and Dave, the unwitting namesake, became both the living legend and cautionary tale.

The saga of Palumboism began with a sudden and perplexing development of Dave's midsection. The trunk, ribcage, and pelvis expanded in ways that seemed to defy the laws of anatomy. His abdomen distended, creating a spectacle that sparked intrigue and concern among fellow competitors and fans alike.

But Palumboism was more than just physical changes; it was a metamorphosis of facial and cranial features. Thick folds of dermal tissue framed Dave's mouth, and the Levator labii thickened, giving him a countenance that was both formidable and otherworldly. His mandibular and mental protuberance hypertrophied, leading to a neanderthal-like structure that set him apart, but not necessarily in the way he envisioned.

The most striking and defining feature of Palumboism, however, was the disproportionality of Dave's limbs. His upper body, a testament to years of grueling training, towered over arms and legs seemingly caught in a perpetual state of atrophy. It was a visual contradiction that became synonymous with the very condition bearing his name.

As Palumboism advanced, Dave's outer dermis took on a peculiar appearance. It became crackly and brittle, as if he had been sculpted from an unconventional material. His skin displayed varying hues, from grey to bright orange, a visual testament to the unique journey his body had undertaken.

Despite the physical transformations, Dave Palumbo continued to grace the bodybuilding stage, a testament to his unyielding dedication. The whispers of Palumboism echoed through arenas, a phenomenon that fascinated and perplexed both competitors and fans.

In the twilight of his career, Dave Palumbo stood on the stage for what would be his final performance. The legacy of Palumboism, an inadvertent chapter in bodybuilding history, served as a poignant reminder of the fine line between passion and obsession. Dave's story became a symbol of the sacrifices made in the relentless pursuit of physical perfection, leaving an indelible mark on the world of competitive bodybuilding.



I did feed in the investigating Palumboism story first to give it some background.

[Hulkotron]

 

[Rambone]

Dude, are you my AI bot? Every time I glanced at this thread I thought “GFP”. Lmao

GVDs??

[Raymondo]

Someone ask it to write a story about Brian Wood Healy Hankins!

[wes]

Glad you like it - and it was 100% written by the AI - I just asked it to "Write a short story wes.  He is the oldest man in the world and his arch enemy in the Thunderdome is Brian"  That's it - nothing more - and it churned that out in under 30 seconds... nothing about mutants, or Men in Black,or anything - it invented all that guff

I think the thing (currently) writes a bit like a clever 13 year old or something - unsophisticated - but give it time!

Are you serious?

[wes]

This is awesome! 

[Raymondo]

Police officer: "Sir can you roll down your window?"
(no reply)
Police officer: "Sir, roll down your window please"
(Bri struggles)
Police officer: "Sir, it's the button to your left. Yes that little black thing. Just press down on it"
(window opens)
Bri: "what?"
Police officer: "Sir, do you know why I stopped you?"
Bri: "because I am 220 with abs at night?"
Police officer: "Do you realise you were speeding?"
Bri: "no"
Police officer: "You were doing 80 in a school zone"
Bri: "no I wasnt"
Police officer: "Yes you were"
Bri: "no I wasnt"
Police officer: "Yes you were"
Bri: "no I wasnt"
Police officer: "Sir, I have the recording from the infrared camera"
Bri: "i am 220 with abs at night"
Police officer: "Sir, do you realise you could have hit a child? It is lunch time and this is a school zone"
Bri: "i am 220 with abs at night"
Police officer: "Sir, step out of the car, please"
Bri: "i am 220 with abs at night and fuck wes and fuck jeff"
Police officer: "Sir, I won't tell you again, step out of the car, please"
Bri: "you are fat when was the last time you saw your dick haha"
Police officer: "Dispatch I need backup"

[wes]

These should all go in Fitness Frenzys thread.......great stuff.

[Taffin]

Are you serious?

100% - wouldn't lie to you dude

[Taffin]

Someone ask it to write a story about Brian Wood Healy Hankins!

I already did that but didn't want to flood the thread - plus it's not as good as the others - but here you go - this one shows 2 things - AI doesn't really understand what the concept of a joke, and sometime it gets strangely/weirdly dark without prompting - see my highlights that were not prompted by me, I literally asked it "Please write me a joke about a man called Brian who lost his cat called Rocky" and it churned out this massive bunch of babble


AI:  Here is a joke about Brian and his missing cat Rocky

Brian was a lonely man who loved his cat more than anything. He named his cat Rocky, because he had a lot of fur and was very tough. Brian and Rocky did everything together: they ate, they slept, they played, they cuddled. Brian was very happy with Rocky, and Rocky was very happy with Brian.

One day, Brian came home from work and found that Rocky was missing. He searched the whole house, but he could not find him. He panicked and called his neighbor, who was also a cat lover.

“Hello, this is Brian. Have you seen my cat Rocky? He’s gone missing and I don’t know where he is.” “Hi, Brian. I’m sorry to hear that. No, I haven’t seen Rocky. Maybe he went outside and got lost. You should check the streets and the park. Maybe someone found him and took him to the shelter. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll find him soon.”  “Thank you, neighbor. I’ll do that. I hope you’re right. I can’t live without Rocky. He’s my best friend.”

Brian hung up the phone and ran outside. He looked around the streets and the park, but he could not find Rocky. He asked everyone he met, but no one had seen Rocky. He went to the shelter, but Rocky was not there. He felt hopeless and sad, and he started to cry.  He decided to go back home and make some flyers. He printed out a picture of Rocky and wrote his name, his description, and his phone number. He hoped that someone would see the flyer and call him. He went outside again and posted the flyers on every wall, pole, and tree he could find. He prayed that Rocky would come back to him.

He walked back home and waited for the phone to ring. He checked his phone every minute, but no one called. He felt depressed and lonely, and he missed Rocky terribly.  He decided to watch some TV to distract himself. He turned on the TV and flipped through the channels. He saw a news report about a robbery at a bank. He saw a sports game between two teams. He saw a cooking show about how to make a cake. He saw a comedy show about a man and his cat.  He stopped at the comedy show and watched it. He saw that the man had a cat that looked exactly like Rocky. He had the same fur, the same eyes, the same nose, the same tail. He even had the same name: Rocky.

Brian was shocked and angry. He realized that someone had stolen his cat and made him a star of a comedy show. He felt betrayed and furious, and he wanted to get Rocky back.
He grabbed his phone and called the TV station. He demanded to speak to the producer of the comedy show. He told him that he was the owner of Rocky and that he wanted him back. He threatened to sue him and report him to the police.

The producer was surprised and confused. He said that he had bought Rocky from a pet store and that he had the papers to prove it. He said that he had no idea that Rocky had another owner and that he was sorry for the misunderstanding. He said that he loved Rocky and that he was a great actor. He said that he could not give him back, because he had a contract and a fan base. He said that Rocky was very happy and well-treated, and that he had a lot of friends and fans.

Brian was not convinced and not satisfied. He said that Rocky was his cat and that he loved him more than anything. He said that he did not care about the contract or the fan base. He said that Rocky was not happy and well-treated, and that he had no friends and fans. He said that Rocky only wanted to be with him, and that he only wanted to be with Rocky.  The producer was annoyed and impatient. He said that Brian was delusional and obsessive. He said that Rocky was his cat and that he loved him more than anything. He said that he cared about the contract and the fan base. He said that Rocky was happy and well-treated, and that he had many friends and fans. He said that Rocky did not want to be with Brian, and that Brian did not deserve to be with Rocky.

They argued and yelled for a long time. They could not agree on anything. They could not reach a compromise. They could not find a solution. They hung up the phone and cursed each other.
Brian was furious and desperate. He decided to take matters into his own hands. He grabbed his coat and his keys and ran to his car. He drove to the TV station and stormed in. He demanded to see Rocky and the producer. He said that he would not leave until he got Rocky back.

The security guards tried to stop him, but he pushed them away. He ran to the studio where the comedy show was being filmed. He saw Rocky on the set, wearing a funny hat and a bow tie. He saw the producer behind the camera, giving instructions to the actors. He saw the audience laughing and clapping.  He shouted and ran to the stage. He grabbed Rocky and hugged him. He said that he was his cat and that he loved him more than anything. He said that he missed him terribly and that he was sorry for losing him. He said that he would never let him go again.

Rocky was surprised and scared. He did not recognize Brian and did not like him. He did not like his smell, his voice, his touch. He did not like his hat, his bow tie, his clothes. He did not like his hug, his kiss, his words. He did not like him at all. He scratched and bit Brian and tried to get away. He said that he was not his cat and that he hated him more than anything. He said that he did not miss him at all and that he was not sorry for leaving him. He said that he wanted to go back to the producer.

The producer was shocked and angry. He saw Brian and Rocky on the stage and did not like them. He did not like Brian’s intrusion, his aggression, his rudeness. He did not like Rocky’s reaction, his resistance, his betrayal. He did not like them at all.  He yelled and ran to the stage. He grabbed Rocky and pulled him away. He said that he was his cat and that he loved him more than anything. He said that he was proud of him and that he was sorry for the trouble. He said that he would never let him go again.

Brian and the producer fought over Rocky. They pulled and tugged and shouted. They did not care about the actors, the camera, the audience. They did not care about the show, the contract, the fan base. They only cared about Rocky.

The audience was confused and amused. They saw Brian and the producer and Rocky on the stage and did not know what to think. They did not know if it was part of the show, a prank, or a real fight. They did not know if they should laugh, clap, or boo. They did not know what to do.  They decided to watch and enjoy. They thought that it was the funniest thing they had ever seen. They thought that it was the best episode of the comedy show ever. They thought that it was a brilliant joke.

They laughed and clapped and cheered. They loved Brian and the producer and Rocky. They loved the show. They loved the joke.

The end.



TL/DR - AI thinks Rocky is as strange as Brian

[IroNat]

Moby Dick is boring as sh*t.

[Kwon]

IT TURNED GAY!


Once upon a time, in the serene village of Eldoria, there lived a wise and gentle soul named Kwon.

Kwon was known throughout the land for his deep understanding of ancient wisdom and his unwavering commitment to peace. His most cherished possession was a weathered parchment, handed down through generations, known as the Parchment of Peace.

The parchment was said to hold the key to harmonious living and had guided Kwon's ancestors in times of turmoil. Legends spoke of its ability to bring tranquility to even the most chaotic of situations. Kwon, being the current guardian of the sacred document, took his responsibility with great reverence.

One day, a shadow fell upon Eldoria. A neighboring kingdom, consumed by greed and power, threatened the peaceful existence of the village. Kwon knew that the Parchment of Peace held the answers to restore balance, and he set out on a journey to decipher its ancient teachings.

His quest led him through dense forests, across rolling hills, and over misty mountains. Along the way, Kwon encountered challenges that tested his wisdom and patience. He relied on the lessons passed down from his ancestors and the guidance of the parchment to navigate the twists and turns of his journey.

As he ventured deeper into the heart of the neighboring kingdom, Kwon discovered the source of their discontent. The ruler, blinded by a desire for conquest, had lost touch with the principles of harmony and cooperation. With the Parchment of Peace in hand, Kwon approached the ruler, offering the ancient wisdom as a path to reconciliation.

Initially resistant, the ruler's heart softened as Kwon shared the teachings engraved on the weathered parchment. The words spoke of unity, understanding, and the importance of preserving the delicate balance of the world. The ruler, moved by the profound wisdom, agreed to a truce and pledged to change the ways of the kingdom.

Kwon returned to Eldoria, not as a conqueror, but as a bearer of peace. The villagers rejoiced as the threat had lifted, and tranquility returned to their lives. Kwon, having fulfilled his duty as the guardian of the Parchment of Peace, continued to share its teachings, ensuring that the ancient wisdom lived on for generations to come.

And so, Eldoria remained a haven of serenity, thanks to Kwon's unwavering commitment to peace and the guidance of the sacred Parchment of Peace.

In the quaint village of Tranquil Haven, nestled between rolling hills and meandering streams, there lived a wise and venerable man named Kwon. Kwon was the guardian of an ancient artifact known as the Parchment of Peace. This cherished document had been passed down through generations, its delicate pages holding the secrets to harmony and unity.

Kwon, with his silver hair and gentle eyes, was revered by the villagers for his wisdom and compassion. He spent his days tending to the village gardens, offering counsel to those in need, and ensuring that the Parchment of Peace was safeguarded in a hidden chamber within his humble cottage.

One day, a cloud of darkness descended upon Tranquil Haven. Rumors reached the village that neighboring tribes were on the brink of war, threatening the peace that had flourished for centuries. Kwon knew that the Parchment of Peace held the key to preventing this calamity.

With a heavy heart, he unsealed the chamber, carefully unfurled the ancient parchment, and began deciphering its ancient script. The wisdom contained within spoke of empathy, understanding, and the interconnectedness of all living things. Kwon, fueled by the urgency of the situation, set out on a journey to bring the teachings of the parchment to the warring tribes.

His travels took him through dense forests and across arid deserts. Along the way, he faced challenges that tested his resolve, but Kwon pressed on, driven by the hope of restoring peace to the land. As he reached the borderlands, he encountered emissaries from the warring tribes.

With humility and sincerity, Kwon shared the teachings of the Parchment of Peace. He spoke of the shared humanity that bound them together and the futility of conflict. The tribes, initially skeptical, listened to the ancient wisdom with growing curiosity. Kwon's words resonated with the universal desire for peace, and slowly, the animosity began to dissipate.

Through patient diplomacy and the guidance of the Parchment of Peace, Kwon facilitated a dialogue between the tribes. The villagers from Tranquil Haven, inspired by Kwon's efforts, also joined in the peace talks. Over time, the warring factions came to understand the importance of cooperation and unity.

The once-divided tribes forged alliances, and a newfound harmony spread across the land. Tranquil Haven became a beacon of hope, demonstrating that even in the face of conflict, the wisdom of the Parchment of Peace could prevail.

As Kwon returned to his village, the air was filled with gratitude and serenity. The Parchment of Peace, though weathered by time, remained a symbol of enduring wisdom, reminding all who gazed upon it of the power that lies in understanding, compassion, and the pursuit of harmony. And so, Kwon continued to tend to the village gardens, offering counsel, and ensuring that the lessons of the parchment endured for generations to come.

In the vibrant city of Harmonyville, two individuals found themselves bound by destiny—Kwon, the wise sage, and Matt C, a young and enthusiastic scholar. Little did they know that their paths would converge to create a tale of unity and enlightenment.

Kwon, the guardian of the revered Parchment of Peace, had long been a beacon of wisdom in Harmonyville. Meanwhile, Matt C, known for his insatiable curiosity and open-mindedness, had dedicated himself to the study of ancient manuscripts and the pursuit of knowledge.

One day, Matt C stumbled upon an obscure reference to a legendary document known as the Parchment of Peace. Intrigued, he delved deeper into his research, discovering that Kwon, the keeper of this ancient wisdom, resided in Harmonyville. Fueled by a sense of purpose, Matt C sought out Kwon to unravel the secrets of the legendary parchment.

As Matt C arrived at Kwon's humble abode, he was greeted by the sage's warm smile. Kwon, recognizing the thirst for knowledge in the young scholar's eyes, welcomed him and revealed the Parchment of Peace—a delicate, time-worn scroll adorned with intricate symbols and profound teachings.

Together, Kwon and Matt C embarked on a journey of exploration, studying the ancient script and interpreting its timeless wisdom. The parchment spoke of empathy, collaboration, and the interconnectedness of all beings, offering a roadmap to fostering harmony in a world often marred by discord.

Word of their collaboration spread throughout Harmonyville, capturing the attention of the community. As Kwon and Matt C delved deeper into the teachings, they began organizing gatherings to share the Parchment of Peace with their fellow citizens. The city, once bustling with the noise of disagreement, started to resonate with the harmonious melodies of understanding.

The duo's efforts soon extended beyond Harmonyville, reaching neighboring cities and communities. Kwon and Matt C became ambassadors of peace, spreading the timeless message of the Parchment across the land. Through workshops, discussions, and shared experiences, they inspired people to embrace the values of unity and compassion.

As the influence of the Parchment of Peace grew, so did the transformation of societies. Conflicts were resolved through dialogue, and cooperation flourished where animosity once prevailed. Harmonyville became a living testament to the power of ancient wisdom coupled with the enthusiasm of a new generation.

Kwon, with his years of experience, and Matt C, with his fresh perspective, forged an unbreakable bond as they worked together to bring about positive change. The Parchment of Peace, once confined to the dusty shelves of history, now guided the destinies of those who sought a better, more harmonious world.

And so, in the heart of Harmonyville, Kwon and Matt C stood side by side, watching as their city, and the world around it, embraced the profound teachings of the Parchment of Peace—a testament to the enduring power of unity, understanding, and the shared journey toward a brighter future.

[Kwon]

In the picturesque village of Heart's Embrace, where the air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the sound of laughter echoed through the cobblestone streets, there lived a kind-hearted man named Kwon. Kwon was known for his boundless compassion and his ability to bring people together in moments of joy.

On the outskirts of the village, there was another resident who went by the name of RobcGuns. While Kwon was known for his gentle nature, RobcGuns was recognized for his love of gardening. His little cottage was surrounded by a lush garden bursting with vibrant colors and fragrant blooms.

One day, as fate would have it, Kwon and RobcGuns crossed paths during the village's annual summer festival. The air was filled with the lively tunes of music, the sizzle of delicious food on the grill, and the laughter of children enjoying the festivities.

Kwon, with his wise eyes and warm smile, approached RobcGuns, who was busy arranging an impressive display of flowers from his garden. Intrigued by the beautiful blossoms, Kwon struck up a conversation with the gardener, expressing admiration for the love and care evident in every petal.

RobcGuns, a man of few words but a heart full of passion for his craft, invited Kwon to explore his garden. As they strolled through the rows of meticulously tended plants, RobcGuns explained how he believed that the essence of love could be found in the vibrant colors and fragrances of the flowers he cultivated.

In that moment, an idea bloomed in Kwon's wise mind. He proposed a collaborative project that would bring together Kwon's compassionate spirit and RobcGuns' love for gardening. They decided to create "Bushels of Love," a community initiative aimed at spreading joy and connection through the beauty of flowers.

The villagers enthusiastically joined the project, and soon, Heart's Embrace was adorned with an array of colorful blooms. Kwon, with his understanding of human nature, and RobcGuns, with his green thumb and dedication, became the heart and soul of the project.

The Bushels of Love initiative touched the lives of everyone in the village. Residents exchanged flowers as symbols of appreciation, friendship, and love. The air of Heart's Embrace became infused with not only the fragrance of blossoms but also the intangible scent of goodwill and camaraderie.

The collaboration between Kwon and RobcGuns transformed the village into a haven of unity and connection. Heart's Embrace, already a charming community, now stood as a testament to the profound impact that love, in its various forms, could have on a place and its people.

And so, as the sun set over the village of Heart's Embrace, Kwon and RobcGuns stood side by side, gazing at the blooming gardens and the joyous faces of their fellow villagers. The Bushels of Love had not only adorned the landscape but had also sown seeds of kindness and unity that would continue to flourish for generations to come.

[Kwon]

In the whimsical town of Mirthville, where laughter was the currency and eccentricity was embraced, there were two characters who added an extra dash of color to the lively community—Tbombz the Bunnysuit-afficionado and the Drunkard Shizzo.

Tbombz, a sprightly and eccentric individual, was known for his love of bunnysuits. Every day, rain or shine, he would parade around town in a different colorful bunnysuit, much to the delight of the townspeople. His infectious enthusiasm for these fuzzy ensembles brought smiles to the faces of even the grumpiest residents.

On the other side of Mirthville, there was Shizzo, the Drunkard with a heart as big as his love for spirits. Shizzo, though often found in various states of inebriation, was a beloved figure in the town. His infectious laughter and carefree spirit added a unique charm to Mirthville's tapestry of characters.

One fateful day, during the town's annual carnival, Tbombz the Bunnysuit-afficionado and the Drunkard Shizzo found themselves in an unexpected encounter. The vibrant energy of the carnival, with its swirling colors and joyous melodies, was the perfect backdrop for an adventure waiting to unfold.

As Tbombz pranced around in a particularly extravagant bunnysuit adorned with sequins and ribbons, he caught the attention of Shizzo, who was lounging near a carousel with a mug of his favorite beverage. Intrigued by the spectacle, Shizzo rose from his seat and stumbled over to Tbombz with a wide grin on his face.

"Hey there, fluffy friend! What's the occasion?" slurred Shizzo, his words slightly muddled by the merriment in the air.

Tbombz, always eager to share his joy, explained the artistry behind his bunnysuits and the sheer delight they brought to his life. Shizzo, eyes twinkling with amusement, raised his mug in a toast to Tbombz's whimsical fashion sense.

"Here's to bunnysuits and the wild things that make life grand! Let the good times roll!" exclaimed Shizzo, causing a burst of laughter from both of them.

The unlikely duo became the talk of the carnival, weaving their way through the festivities. Tbombz, with his hopping gait, and Shizzo, with his carefree stagger, created a spectacle that had everyone in stitches. As they meandered through the carnival games and rides, their camaraderie became a symbol of the town's spirit—unconventional, vibrant, and full of mirth.

As the night wore on, Tbombz and Shizzo found themselves at the heart of a lively dance party. Their infectious energy drew a crowd, and soon, the entire town was dancing along with them, celebrating the joy of life in Mirthville.

And so, in the heart of the carnival, under the dazzling lights and the echoing laughter, Tbombz the Bunnysuit-afficionado and the Drunkard Shizzo danced the night away. Their unlikely friendship became a cherished tale in Mirthville, a reminder that sometimes the most extraordinary bonds are formed in the most unexpected places, gloryholes, cinemas, libraries and gardens, fueled by the magic of laughter and the embrace of eccentricity.

[Taffin]

"Parchment of Peace" 

But what in the actual fuck was your input to get that stuff out..?

[Taffin]

I just joined.

First question:  Write a summary of Moby-Dick

Moby Dick is boring as sh*t.

I had no clue what this comment meant, until I realised OP completely changed his initial post LOL.  He'd put some code up there first, the Moby Dick stuff is a complete replacement

Palumboism - thanks for making me think I was going mad!

[Taffin]

AI is a useful tool.

The worrying thing is that humans will be less useful for anything besides physical grunt jobs.

You need to watch those 2 documentaries Terminator and the Matrix to see how this will end.

Brian Hankins is our neo and primemuscle is his Morpheus

Not disagreeing with you for the sake of it, but my take is that you still need smart people to use the thing - otherwise you just get garbage out - this thread has some examples of that!  If you ask it to do research, you still need to be able to formulate precise questions, set logical parameters, assess and test the output, deploy the output, etc.  It can't do jack shit on its own - it's like an Electronic Rainman