No Sentence Fills Me With Utter Loathing So Much As "i Asked Chatgpt"

it really is crazy how quickly people were willing to just let chatgpt do everything for them. i have never even tried it. brother i don't even know if it's just a website you go to or what. i do not know where chatgpt actually lives, because i can decide my own grocery list.

i like her

me after a long day of blocking PB haters

NOOOOO FUCK

I mean fuck, I like gills, I like slugs, I like gettin' chummy, I like flippers, I like the muck, I like squid inking and tsunamis and sea creatures, I like doin' sea creature shit, swordfish , probably would

STOP. moment of gratitude for those precious times of breathing from your nostrils when you don't have a stuffy nose

i have understood so many things about online leftist culture by the fact that when i said "your local community has people you will morally and politically disagree with but you cannot lock them out of accessing any tangible service you’re organising" one of the tags responding said "this isn’t about proshippers in here you’re not welcome" like. folks. focus with me. some of us are homeless here.

thinking about PB finally having a natural weapon, something she can rely on when everything and everyone else has been taken from her. something that can buy her time while she thinks of a plan.

only for it to constantly fail or backfire.

and turn her into a laughing stock

and even once she's mastered it, it still manages to not be very helpful

and just reinforcing her belief that she can't do anything right on her own