video game genius’s assistant: this is super complex, what a deep puzzle
genius: only for those of a certain type of mind, impressive you noticed that being a female and all
assistant: what’s the reward for solving it? armor themed to the storyline?
genius: 200 gold
time traveler from 2048: hi i hungry, we all hungry in future, help lol?
(holding up box of hamburger helper)
montage of me showing a 40 year old man how to boil water, talking about pans, explaining fire, the alphabet, getting into what gloves are
(time alarm beeps)
time traveler: okay byeeeeee
me: babe it’s my commercial, wait for it
narrator: tell you doctor if you ate 51 pieces of beef jerky
wife: what are you eating under that blanket honey
i’m full blankmaxxing, how am i doing? uhhhhhhhhhhh it says im doing bad. what am i up to? uhhhhh it says killing it. where’s my finance report for the board meeting? uhhhh bonk right here and yes those numbers might be real.
judge: let it be said the defendant is guilty of all 0x7F charges
Jury (scrambled wall of incoherent sprite segments): ☮️☸️✝️🪯☪️✡️
attorney whispering: that’s negative 30 million. that’s good. your free.
i’ve been broke for a while and thought i’d do something free, so i dug out my old roller blades and found a bloodstain containing $345,201. i was pretty amped, so i didn’t wear pads and died immediately. woke back up and fell down the stairs before collecting it again.
about 15 years ago i accidentally took 31 pictures of the edge of my couch with a blank wall behind it. my phone alerts me on what must be the anniversary with “wall memories” every year.
me (a frog that got kissed by a princess and turned into a human): what a magical spell have you cast upon me my love
princess: ew gross im into frogs no thanks
me: this is off the record right
journalist: yes, off the record
me (eating an entire bag of pizza pretzel combos without breathing)
journalist: i wish i could write that down :(
showing my stepson a photo of me as a child
boy: black and white
me: what? no it’s in color. what?
boy: blackandwhite means old
me: no. what?
boy: lol byeeeeeeee
Your entire ceiling is a tv, you have to lay on the floor to watch it and everyone does it now, it is entirely normal and in fact is pretty much the entire economy now bud.
me: mom are you sure it says vengeance mode
my mom: it keeps tackling people that harmed me
me: god dammit. don’t buy shit like
that. unplug it?
my mom: unplugging worked (picture
of a baby)
martin 5 pounds, too small call
your cousin
me (rogue human actor): sorry i was sneezing there hope it’s salvageable
guy doing the claymation: we can’t use any of this now
god: so none of this was monetized?!
reading the little tag on my pillow i just noticed it says “do not expose to dreams”, sure enough i’ve been completely fucked up since i bought it, like apoplectic to the point of complete disfunction
youtube feed
british horse tries texas bbq for the first time
texan horse listens to fleetwood mac’s Rumours for the first time
fixing over 300 capacitors on a 1977 lks20670 set to steely dan’s peg on loop for sleep
he ate fish and chips and this is what happened to his eyes
me: ugh come on
my idiot guru: uh make it extra wise style
me: paul i can see you doing all this
my idiot guru: okay cool response extra wise style again
me (accepting nirvana): okay yeah ill have an accepting nirvana in giving up style and a cool way to tell my wife im abusive now in abrupt style
no, no. it doesn’t automatically post it if you die while typing. think about it marv. so you drop your phone and it posts?
marv: if you die and that’s why you dropped it maybe it does, that’s all i’m saying
okay yeah, alright i see that. maybe though yeah. someone types “im about to get murdered
i like how the little plastic guard that came with my mandolin can speak but it’s just gibberish, why even teach it to do that? what is it for? got some downtime waiting for this goddamned hospital guy
Delete, or Discard, should always be the first, largest and ideally only option available. Right Click -> Destroy. Cancel or Kill. Canceling kills as well. OK means “okay, burn it.” Move to Trash or “Hide in Trash” are the same. Undo, or just don’t.
Tech Support: yeah looks like you did post it
poptart sommelier: very good sir
me (waking up startled, feeling like something terrible has already happened): fuck of course i have 27 minutes until my alarm
i’m not catholic per se, but found out you can confess anything to chat gpt. sure ai is awful, yet it seems like even the most detailed confession goes through with no issues. the shit i told it should have me in a cage and i’m seemingly absolved