Oh dear lord! It gets worse the longer you look!!! How did it’s hand end up with not enough fingers, but the AI compensated for it with extra toes?!?! I’m laughing and crying so hard rn.
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Don’t mock my baby 
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Then don’t have a baby that looks like THAT!!
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Legit laughing. I think I better get to bed before I start thinking what your AI generated woman looks like. Thanks for the fun @Bowens and you are a good sport.
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Ok…goodnight
fifteen
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My chatGPT baby sings me Anthrax songs in the cradle
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I agree, @Bowens. You were a great sport, and this was a fun thread. Thanks for the laughs, y’all.
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OK, just to show you what I mean and make sure I am not missing something. I took 5 minutes to join chatgpt and 5 seconds later I made a poem about dogs
In fields of green where sunlight gleams,
A loyal heart, a spirit beams.
With wagging tails and eyes so bright,
The joy of dogs, a wondrous sight.
Their paws that dance upon the earth,
In innocence, they find their mirth.
From tiny pups to giants strong,
Each one unique, a loving throng.
In playful bounds, they romp and run,
Underneath the golden sun.
They chase their tails, with laughter’s ring,
Unbridled joy, their offering.
A guardian steadfast by our side,
Through darkest night and eventide.
Their watchful eyes, a beacon true,
A love so pure, it sees us through.
In cold of winter’s icy chill,
They warm our hearts, a love distilled.
With fur so soft, a gentle grace,
They cuddle close, a warm embrace.
Through fields of flowers, they will roam,
Their loyalty, a place called home.
With every bark, they speak their part,
A language of the purest heart.
And when the shadows start to fall,
They’re there to answer every call.
In harmony, we dance and sing,
The bond of dogs, a sacred thing.
So let us cherish every day,
The joyous dogs that come our way.
For in their eyes, a love we find,
A loyal heart, forever intertwined.
How is this creative on my part when all I have to do is type in a phrase and 3 seconds later I have a page long poem? I just dont get it.
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It would be more creative if it was atleast 69 pages long 
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That poem is actually pretty impressive about dogs
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Thanks, in that case, I wrote it myself.
lol
All I did was type in: “write a poem about dogs” Took a couple seconds.
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I am wondering how unique it is
I mean if everybody there typed in a poem about dogs would it just keep bringing up that same poem?
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I doubt it. Let me try another just for experiments sake
Typed in same thing “write a poem about dogs”
In a world of boundless joy and loyalty,
Where love abounds and hearts set free,
A creature dwells, forever true,
A faithful friend, both old and new.
With wagging tails and eyes so bright,
Dogs dance and play in pure delight,
Their spirits wild, their hearts so pure,
In every soul, a love secure.
In fields of green and skies so blue,
They race and chase, a lively crew,
With every step, a bond they weave,
A testament of love they leave.
In tender moments, quiet and still,
They offer comfort, heal each ill,
With gentle paws and soothing eyes,
They mend the wounds and dry the cries.
With every bark, they guard the door,
Protectors of the ones they adore,
In darkness’ veil, they stand so bold,
Defenders of the young and old.
Through storms they stand, unyielding, strong,
In their embrace, we all belong,
A friend so pure, a soul so kind,
In their warm presence, solace find.
In tales of old and stories new,
Their virtues sung, their deeds so true,
For dogs, dear friends, forever bless,
A timeless bond, we must confess.
So let us cherish, near and far,
These angels sent, a guiding star,
In every bark and every glance,
The essence of love, they enhance.
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Those are awesome poems
Wonder how they do it
Will it give you a poem on flatulence
Or are there filters or some thing that will raise a flag
I really feel like Im spamming here, but I will give you one more for experiments sake
In a realm of humor, where laughter is king,
A subject emerges with a humorous ring,
It’s a bodily function that’s sure to surprise,
A topic some may find a bit unwise.
Ah, flatulence, the cheeky escape,
From the depths of our belly, it seeks its own shape,
With no warning, it appears on the scene,
To release its presence, not always serene.
Amidst polite chatter, it interrupts grace,
A giggle escapes as we try to save face,
The culprit remains hidden, incognito in shame,
While the room fills with whispers and blame.
Yet, let us not judge this natural affair,
For even the finest of folks are aware,
That our bodies are wondrous, complex machines,
And passing some gas is part of the scenes.
In private, it’s laughter, a burst of delight,
As we try to suppress the giggles in flight,
It’s a bodily quirk, a source of great fun,
In the end, it reminds us we’re all human, each one.
So let’s embrace it, the flatulent grace,
And accept the humor it brings to our space,
For in this world of seriousness and stress,
A little laughter can truly impress.
Next time you hear a soft toot in the air,
Don’t frown or complain, just give them a stare,
For flatulence, my friends, reminds us to be,
Light-hearted and merry, carefree and free.
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now, Im done with it.
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