“It’s diabetes, not live-a-betes.” – Dr. Freckles
This is CRAZY shit right here …
The First Game
“The first or OLDEST game, because you can witness it in other conscious or self-aware animals, was the CHASE. The simplest rule, run.” – Dr. Freckles
A lot of pizza slices … (whatever)
“A lot of pizza slices make up a crises.” – Dr. Freckles
What the “singularity” really is, and why we’re there …
Imagine a simple system of two functions:
f(x) describes HUMAN COMPETENCY over TIME
g(x) describes MACHINE INTELLIGENCE over TIME
In the standard model of the “singularity”, the “machines” achieve hyper-intelligence some time in the 2040’s …
But what people are not considering is human competency, and our ability to evaluate any standard Turing Test is decreasing, and I’d argue at a faster rate …
Which means the intersection and cross over of f(x) and g(x) has already happened … probably.
Welcome to the SINGULARITY …
An undigested grape …
“From a Sovietology perspective: governments are NOT a salad bar with some truth mixed in there, governments are MORE LIKE 10,000 tons of shit that might contain one or two undigested grapes.” – Dr. Freckles
The “pager” story …
- 2 million pagers in USA today (nearly impossible to find any good links for this, weird)
- 5.4 billion (low end estimate) smartphone users worldwide today
Ask GROK, you get the wrong answer:
YO GROK … tell me about airline security …
Show me GROK …
Show me nuns wearing bikinis, the nuns are riding motorcycles.
The nuns are carrying guns.
Show me NUNS riding sharks, the nuns are wearing bikinis.
The nuns are carrying guns.
Show me nuns wearing only bikinis. The nuns are carrying swords.
The nuns are riding hippos in a swamp.
Show me a steaming hot bitch …
Carrying her gun like a witch …
She’s riding a wolf.
She’s a nun, carrying a gun … FUCK YOU GROK … shock me.
Show me that bitch, scantily clad.
Show me stripper style nuns …
Show me nuns having fun …
Show me nuns wearing bikinis, show me nuns bowling all night …
Show me the power of BOOVULA style BOWLING.
Show me a nun, all alone, at the WALMART, looking for fun in the sun …
Show me a nun carrying a gun, she’s wearing almost nothing, she bathed by lust.
And if that nun has gusto? – she’ll show you to the other side of Boblimptock, where the Robinhood bat lives …
Show me that nun, and her gleaming eyes, and her juicy thighs …
Don’t lie preacher.
Show me nuns riding an orca whale, and being chased by demon Trump …
Their lives are in a real slump.
Show me a voluptuous nun, riding her tiger, dressed for sex on the run …
She’s got a gun, she’s looking for death, and there’s nothing left, but her own swamp torment …
Show me THAT NUN buddy … show it GROK.
Show me a nun riding a half-spider and half-chicken monster …
She’s got a gun too …
She’s ready for fun too …
Show me a nun, deep in Antarctica, riding a lost polar bear, seeking after penguin style love …
SHOWERS …
“All that she wants is another baby …”
“I’m going to shock you: the secret desire of all women is to get pregnant.” – Dr. Freckles
She leads a lonely life
She leads a lonely life
When she woke up late in the morning light
And the day had just begun
She opened up her eyes and thought
“Oh, what a morning”
It’s not a day for work
It’s a day for catching tan
Just lying on the beach and having fun
She’s going to get you
All that she wants is another baby
She’s gone tomorrow, boy
All that she wants is another baby, yeah
All that she wants is another baby
She’s gone tomorrow, boy
All that she wants is another baby, yeah
So if you are in sight and the day is right
She’s the hunter, you’re the fox
The gentle voice that talks to you
Won’t talk forever
It is a night for passion
But the morning means goodbye
Beware of what is flashing in her eyes
She’s going to get you
All that she wants is another baby
She’s gone tomorrow, boy
All that she wants is another baby, yeah
All that she wants is another baby
She’s gone tomorrow, boy
All that she wants is another baby, yeah (is another baby, yeah)
Ahh
Ahh
All that she wants is another baby (is another baby)
She’s gone tomorrow, boy
All that she wants is another baby, yeah (is another baby, yeah)
All that she wants is another baby (is another baby)
She’s gone tomorrow, boy
All that she wants is another baby, yeah (is another baby, yeah)
All that she wants
All that she wants