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Like I said, it [the group chat] is a sacred construct. A lifeline to your best friends, an outlet for the thoughts and questions and breadcrumbs of internet humor that you just can’t send to anyone else. A constant companion, antagonist, distraction, delight.

So of course, I decided to replace mine with AI.

DISCOVER HOW TO fibonacci WITH a, b, n
RUMOR HAS IT
    WHAT IF n SMALLER THAN 1
        SHOCKING DEVELOPMENT b
    LIES! RUMOR HAS IT
        YOU WON'T WANT TO MISS b
        SHOCKING DEVELOPMENT
            fibonacci OF b, a PLUS b, n MINUS 1
    END OF STORY
END OF STORY

EXPERTS CLAIM limit TO BE 10
YOU WON'T WANT TO MISS 'First 10 Fibonacci numbers'
EXPERTS CLAIM nothing TO BE fibonacci OF 0, 1, limit

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As unbecoming as they may be, the portrait a child takes might be the most frank visual diary of contemporary parenthood that can be found on one’s bloated camera roll. They are technicolor tributes to what it felt like to be in these homebound moments together, featuring us as we are, with a lot of chins, a lot of cellulite, a lot of messy hair. The photos do what kids do best: they wholeheartedly engage with the present moment.

Too many hosts, too much talk about ChatGPT. Chaos.

Probably the best music documentary I’ve seen since The Punk Singer.

Coolest website i’ve seen a quite a while.

The Brother whatever-it-is will print return labels for online shopping, never run out of toner, and generally be a printer instead of the physical instantiation of a business model.

Try to land a spacecraft on the bottom of the browser window.

I’m fucking obsessed with AI generated swearing