I was beginning to think I was smarter than the internet. In some facets we all are much smarter than AI. However, we are not all clever enough how to explain and express ourselves to the fullest. Slight variations in nuance are crucial to the humour of AI. Otherwise a giant entity resembling human consciousness is taking form. The last F’ng thing I’d like to see is a “Lawnmower Man” type scenario that takes every word ever said or googled by anyone for its literal translation be it completely metaphorical and without the understanding of underlying context. Sometimes those thoughts creep into my dreams.

And that is a decent portion of any given day, yes?

Is it misogynistic to want her to be punched by a woman. Asking for a female friend. She was wondering if she’s a misogynist for wanting to re align little miss KKKarolines throat chakra?

Mentally she’s a 10 year old memory savant. From all the garbage that she has spewed forth, I can only view her ugly AF.

Only gig he can get.

Any songs about couches?

The Exorcist. I was about 8 years old. It was on tv one Saturday night. At church the next morning I had a bunch of questions and needed some consoling.

After a meal at The Cheesecake Factory, he got the green light to visit a furniture showroom warehouse. Sofas of all textures, colors & styles.

Slow clap for the slow coup. Best way to catch a herd of wild hogs? Put up the pen slowly. Keep on throwing the feed into the middle of the area. Gradually the horde will be feeding. Then, all that’s left is closing the gate. Our illusion of freedom & privacy is being waylaid.

“Anyways Mrs. Lincoln, other than that, how did you enjoy the play?” -Former usher at The Ford Theater

An historic parabola in real time and becoming more bona fide each passing week.

Anyone said “Maybe he ain’t the brightest” yet? Just asking for a friend. B/c they don’t want to get deported to a real crap hole. I’m curious about these new ICE recruits. I heard that if you waterboard them, they begin telling they mama’s life story.

I get it. It’s funny. The sad thing is somewhere, some poor soul is believing that.

This bag of mayonnaise gets too close to a Weber grill & it’s like “Oh God fire!”

I’m going to claim some stand your ground shit If’n someone wants to”share”with me.

Two in the thoughts, one in the prayers. Here’s to Luigi.

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There must have been a couch behind the photographer. I guess there is a look that goes with that featured fetish.

I think there is a window of perfection for peak enjoyment. Your description is spot on. It’s purely a McD’s sensory experience.

Twenty years ago I lived across the street from Dick’s on Broadway. So many late nights ended with stumbling a few yards for a greasy bag of Dick’s. Interestingly enough, my former residence is now the Capitol Hill light rail station. But thank the good lord Dick’s is still there.

Give us a minute and we’ll have the deets. I’ll bring the cole slaw.