Dude. One time I accidentally tried to sell them a shellcraft crown and they got so pissed that they sent in the bear cavalry.

Maybe I’m alone in this but I’d love to play different races from the game to make fortresses. Imagine a rat-man empire hell bent on stealing everyone’s cheese.

Yup! You can make custom camos, custom decals, place crew members (in beta version), and fight in custom battles or missions. Some communities even have fun competitions.

This is new console…Fun Barrel. For 20 liters of kerosene, you can play all night if the coolant doesn’t ignight.

I’m actually surprised by how large the fediverse is. I thought it was more like 50,000 at most.

ChatGPT, write a position paper on self signed certificates.

(Lights up a blunt) You need to chill out man.

I only use my programming for good. For instance Bat_Count.exe lets the user enter a number and then the Count from sesame street will count to this number and say “Ah ah ah!” at the end.

Username: admin

Password: admin

I just wish my carrier would block all unknown callers to my phone instead of just silencing them.

This is what we in the industry refer to as a “big oof.”

Crazy ex vibes from that browser.

“In my professional opinion, this network is haunted.”
…haunted?
(Points to various certifications) “HAUNTED.”

The longer I’m in IT, the more I realize that the adeptus mechanicus might be on to something with beseeching the machine spirit.

(Verse 1) Yo, gather 'round, let me tell you a tale, ‘Bout some hamsters, small but they set sail, On a mission, like a furry heist, In the dead of night, they were rollin’ dice.

In a world where cheese was the ultimate prize, These little rodents had that glint in their eyes, They wore tiny masks, had a cunning plan, To rob the bank, be the rodent clan.

(Chorus) Hamsters in the night, they’re on the run, Stealin’ all the cheddar, it’s just begun, Tiny paws, big dreams, they’re takin’ their chance, Hamsters robbin’ banks, a rodent romance.

(Verse 2) Through the vents they crawled, like shadows they crept, Crackin’ safes with their claws, while the city slept, Whisperin’ secrets, in their hamster code, No one could stop them, they owned the road.

Lil’ bandits of the underground, so sly, As they counted their loot, reachin’ for the sky, Hamster wheelin’, they had the skills, Pullin’ off heists for their thrills and thrills.

(Chorus) Hamsters in the night, they’re on the run, Stealin’ all the cheddar, it’s just begun, Tiny paws, big dreams, they’re takin’ their chance, Hamsters robbin’ banks, a rodent romance.

(Bridge) But the long arm of the law was closin’ in, Hamster SWAT teams, it was time to begin, A chase through the sewers, down the wire, The hamsters were on the edge, feelin’ the fire.

(Verse 3) In the end, they were cornered, it was quite a scene, But these hamsters, they were tougher than they seemed, They fought for their freedom, they fought for their cheese, Tiny warriors, brought to their knees.

But the legend lives on, in the city’s lore, The hamster heist, forevermore, Tiny rebels, brave and bold, Hamster bank robbers, the story’s told.

(Chorus) Hamsters in the night, they’re on the run, Stealin’ all the cheddar, it’s just begun, Tiny paws, big dreams, they’re takin’ their chance, Hamsters robbin’ banks, a rodent romance.

Yeah, hamsters robbin’ banks, that’s the story told, In the underground world, where legends unfold, Tiny but mighty, they took that chance, Hamsters with a dream, a rodent romance.

I used ChatGPT to write a song about hamsters robbing a bank.

I’d watch a noir detective film about a programmer going over some wackadoodle code.

Totally won’t be abused by people reposting gilded comments and posts.

Man I can grow you some big old pumpkins, I’ll tell you what. Them ol, giant pumpkin, that ol, hit it with an ax and a million pop out, mmm hmmm.

Known for posting My Mys of Peep the Toad.

“Sir, are these your shitposts?”
Uhhhh….
“Okay sir, these memes will lead to nuclear war, so you will need to become a particular individual in jail.”