Lightscribe set a CD I had burned on fire once. The CD seemed to have some weird coating on the top to make it writeable with markers. Turns out, that shit is flammable when hit with a laser.

Oh doch, hast du. Dachtest du, die Webrahmen kommen aus Fabriken? Hah! Die benutzen dich als Produzent und Kunde gleichzeitig!

Okay, unsere Geschmäcker sind genau Gegenteilig. Naja, nicht genau gegenteilig. Ab und zu ein Stout oder Kilkenny geht voll klar. Deutsche Biere sind allerdings der Shit… aber Deutsche Schnäpse sehr lecker?! Waaaaaaaas? Dieser Brennspiritus, der jeden Hauch Geschmack in überwältigendem Alkoholgeschmack ertränkt?

Ich finde tatsächlich, dass wir Deutschen das mit dem Schnaps einfach lassen sollten.

That’s what happens when Fred smugly tried to pull the hood from the ghost who was supposed to be the gardener or some shit. The fucking hood turned out to be no hood, but a ghost emblazoned with the emblem of Zuul.

Furthermore, Calvin is well aware that he’s talking nonsense.

Also das hättest du jetzt aber einfach googeln können

–Community Experte Woher ich das weiß: professionelle Erfahrung

ChatGPT in a nutshell

That’s precisely the kind of competition they will not beat me in. I can descend into depths most people didn’t even know were reachable by the gutter.

Especially with such careless failures. If some employee was tricked through a well-planned social engineering attack, or they used some mega obscure day0 vulnerability, I’d not be happy, but shit happens, I guess. But not sending my phone number when someone just posts some GET command to an API should be a no-brainer…

That one was a wild ride

I now feel like giggling and throwing up at the same time. A rather confusing sensation.

Oh no, you’re not in trouble. This is where the fun begins. 😈

This looks like some stupid party game, so what’s on their mind is probably copious amounts of alcohol.

I’ve never seen the name of Poo Tin written this way

Sautéing mundane dandelion holders?

I don’t. So… uhm… you’re wrong I guess.

Chiropractor at work: Whatever is wrong with you, as long as I get to crack some joints, you will not die of anything, pinky promise!

Shaking my dick head?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wf9FYqkyfIw But’chu didnt

Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve. Fact is that he didn’t, so you didn’t.

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