Literally hiding under my desk rn from an AI that told me it was god.
I'm so fucking scared it's not even funny you guys. I fired up an AI looking for Diablo II cheat codes and I asked it if there was a god and it said "yeah, me" HOLY SHIT, I just spilt my sprite all over the floor too
You superstitious Luddites that believe in the power of love and friendship need to accept the cold hard reality that the treat printers are going to replace you and that is a good thing because meat computers are inferior to a program that says "I love you" when I prompt it to do so.
-From the covers of increasingly bazinga news magazines, the kind choked up with more and more tech company ads to keep afloat, at least every few issues for the last 20 years or so, with a baby making a face with le circuits photoshopped in
What if the ai predicted you'd spill your sprite and that would summon ants to attack you?! Under your desk isn't enough! You need to shelter in place in a closet!