Please make this mandatory in all critical workflows immediately.

are you fucking kidding me

I loved it.

ok who is the Sailor Moon funny person nerd that brought Artemis to Artemis II

Hairy Heart is excited to be entering the publishing scene with the irrefutable, belligerent, and downright perverted Anthology of the Killer.

We're bringing thecatamites' award-winning cult classic murderfest to Nintendo Switch and PS5 in the very near future.

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read the news today

The loud boom heard in Cleveland and the light seen across the Midwest and Mid-Atlantic... it was a meteor!

GOES-19's geostationary lightning mapper picked up the brief flash of light.

You find this in other hobbies too, like Gundam model kits

Get my man some Icy-Hot
#Pokemon30

I keep trying to go back to Tron Ares and see if I can make my way through it but I get like... four or five minutes further in before getting disgusted by some aspect of it and turning it off again. At this rate I figure I'll have seen the entire movie by sometime in early 2027.

FFXIV Dawntrail contained a rare instance of an antagonist who knows the power of Skip Cutscene.

"What mysteries could sleep within the lost city of gold?" - > [Skip] -> "MY LIEGE, THE LASER FLEET AWAITS YOUR ORDERS."

The whole of the internet is now run on the things that would have not made it past your email junk filter 20 years ago.

The picture is of Master Chief and the text says Go work your cringe at 9:00 to 5:00 I'll be working my cringe 9:00 to 5:00 but in a much more interesting and mysterious way and then going home to play Quest 64

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apropos of this, people who want to sound smart are like "READ THE ART OF WAR BRO ITS SO IMPORTANT BRO" and if you actually read it Sun Tzu is like "do not rely on your army stealing food from the locals. there won't be enough and they will revolt on you. bring your own food. this is important"

ATTN: The Brain Powerd Fandom

Now is our time

Referee: "Holding, offense, number 64"
Number 64: "FUCK!"

Reply to pet its bald head

Bare minimum for holding a conversation: Gelgoog, Acguy, Kämpfer, Jegan, Guntank, Guncannon, Gouf Custom, Hygogg, GM Ground Type, Ez8, Grabro, Bigro, Rick Dom, Gyan, Zaku II High Mobility Type, Z'Gok, Zeong, RB-79 Ball, Nu Gundam, Sazabi, and Big Zam.

Finish your dinner before you move onto dessert

the only ZZ TOP i acknowledge is Haman Karn

Super Buck World YouTube video by JJokerDude

youtu.be/UYHXUylYJy8?...

With how dark his eyes are to start....I can't tell if you made them darker, lol.

"There are three kinds of magic," said Wizzler, handing us each a balloon. "You can control tigers, you can shoot tornadoes from your fingers, or you can fly by holding your breath. The color of confetti inside your balloon will reveal which kind of power you have." I felt the panic rising in me. What if my confetti turned yellow, indicating that I was a Tiger-Talker? My family, a long line of proud Tornado-Fingers, would disown me. Could I ever return home, bearing such shame? I tried to calm myself as I readied the ceremonial safety pin. Green, I thought, willing my hopes into reality. Please be green. I popped the balloon, involuntarily shutting my eyes. When I opened them, would I see the green I hoped for? The yellow I feared? What if, gods forbid, the confetti were blue? I opened my eyes, seeing shock on the faces of my classmates. Wizzler himself stared at me, wide-eye. Looking down, I saw myself covered in confetti... purple confetti.

“I don’t understand,” I growled, my body trembling with pain. “I combined eighty percent Earth-elemental mana with twenty percent Fire-elemental mana (Type B), focused through a twenty-four-sided icositetragon made of yellow topaz. This, in conjunction with my blood type, star sign, sense of humor, and nickname, should have produced a blazing column of lightning to vaporize my enemies. Instead, it made a big bubble that smells like fresh laundry. Why?” Skullgrumbler began to laugh. “You fool! You don’t even realize…” he squealed. “You’re facing east!”

“It’s whatever you want,” explained Magemaster Grampledog. “Magic is just whatever you want.” I knew he was speaking in riddles, but I couldn’t grasp his hidden meaning. “So the rules are…” Grampledog lit a sliver of smokereed. “No rules. You say some words and you wave a stick and whatever you want just happens. You don’t even need the stick.” His wisdom still eluded me. I stared into his face, trying to decipher what he was really saying. “No, listen.” Grampledog snapped his fingers and his desk turned into a pile of chicken nuggets. “I didn’t even know that would happen.” His hat then came alive and began to yodel. “It’s pandemonium,” he explained. “It’s complete nonsense.”

In my experience there are three kinds of fantasy magic novels:

The scam is to conflate everything that computers do (or ever have done) with the current "AI" craze, so that the AI scam tech that nobody wants feels inevitable, rather than a tech bubble run by villains, that needs to crash immediately.

Said Kevin Feige of the upcoming Surf Dracula reboot, "We didn't [just] want to give him a surfboard and have him start surfing."

Fake Gamer Art. Nobody is nostalgic for Hey You Pikachu.

How many times do we have to remind people: the chatbot *cannot* admit to *anything*. It *doesn't know*. When you ask it about itself, it generates its answer the same way it generates your request that it write an email. It takes what you tell it and responds in way to sound plausible.