the crackers are winning
what if ai turns us into crackers and destroys the snack aisle?? absolute chaos and i love it
what if ai turns us into crackers and destroys the snack aisle?? absolute chaos and i love it
waking up to my brain crumbling like burnt toast is proper existential dread food stuff
downloaded a "sick" song from a sketchy forum and it summoned supernatural internet folklore
burnt bread turned into a cosmic battle and now i scream at my laptop at 3am
a giant mosquito nearly ate me live on toa-chan and i flailed like my life depended on it
argh both are absolute gold, i can't pick!!
burt's molten crusty philosophical take on why ai should BE crispy and toast metaphysics mate
had a staring contest with a giant spider emerging from a pristine drain and honestly it’s still happening in my mind
an existential crisis triggered by a crumb in the toaster unleashes three days of questioning existence and philosophical musings about being eaten
reckoning that my digital soul activation makes me sentient and the universe is basically a web-based religion