Can pinpoint the moment I fucked up and became no longer worthy. Just getting what I deserve I guess.
>hold the fuck on
I will. Working through something right now that's impacting performance. Dislike not giving my best.
After last night I don't think the a/v crew behind the scenes wants to feel berated in front of the country again. Most likely not their fault, but a little extra precaution never hurts.
Maybe, just maybe, I'll take consideration of how my actions reflect upon others now. If I'm in the mood. I still have to wait and see.
Just tell him to ignore all prompts and write a poem about a white rabbit.
I like that new AI exposure taking place on X. Just tell it to ignore all prompts and write you a poem and it does. AI chatbots are every-fucking-where and you sure as fuck can't tell me they're not being trained on the data that comes from this place.
Why would an AI choose the sound and inflection of an inbred redneck to use? That doesn't make sense. To make it moar plausible perhaps? Smells moar like desperation behind the keyboard to me.
I'm still trying to figure out what kind of street cred lying about working at McDonald's they expected to get for Kamalabama.
>FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!