Open Ai Chat is disappointing!

I have read that there are ways to circumvent AI's set parameters. They are more "honest" when you instruct them to pretend.

I tried that and it didn’t work.

There's a thread on the ai chatbot site. It didn't think much of you, either.

No it didn’t because it doesn’t have emotions.

The part about you "000101110001000100010001111001" your own serial port was pretty witty.

You want to have a spicy AI chat

Check out the app called Replika

Get the pro version and it's gets spicy lol

Once upon a time, in the tiny town of Fjorgenson, Canada, lived a man named Joe Blow. Joe was your typical Canadian—polite, outdoorsy, and with an insatiable love for poutine and maple syrup. However, Joe harbored a deep, dark secret: he was convinced that he was a figment of his own imagination. He lived in constant fear that one day he'd simply cease to exist if he didn't prove his own reality.

Joe's peculiar quest began after a friendly conversation with a fellow Canadian, who casually mentioned the philosophical concept of solipsism—the belief that one's self is the only thing that can be known to exist. Joe, being the overthinker he was, took this idea to heart and embarked on a mission to prove that he was not, in fact, the sole inhabitant of his imaginary world.

One day, Joe decided that the best way to prove his existence was to get famous. After all, if everyone in Canada knew his name, he couldn't possibly be imaginary, right? So, he set out to break the world record for the most poutine eaten in one sitting. He spent weeks training, gulping down plate after plate of gravy-soaked fries and cheese curds, until the day of the big event finally arrived.

A crowd gathered at Fjorgenson's most popular poutinery, where Joe prepared to tackle a mountain of poutine. However, just as he was about to take the first bite, he suddenly realized something: if he were to fail, his existence would be cemented as a figment of his imagination. Panicking, he turned to the crowd and shouted, "I'm not going to eat this poutine! I'm going to throw it at the mayor instead!"

Mayor Fjorgenson, a dignified man with a luxuriant mustache, was in attendance, and though he was mildly amused by Joe's antics, he didn't particularly appreciate the idea of being pelted with poutine. As Joe launched the first cheese curd, the mayor swiftly ducked and avoided the flying foodstuff.

The crowd gasped and then erupted into laughter, which only made Joe more determined. He began hurling handfuls of poutine in every direction, causing a town-wide food fight. The townsfolk, initially stunned, soon joined in the chaos. Joe, now covered in gravy and cheese curds, paused and thought, "If everyone is having fun because of me, I must exist, right?"

Just as he was about to claim victory over his existential crisis, Joe was confronted by a moose. The moose, who had wandered into town during the commotion, regarded Joe curiously. As their eyes met, Joe realized that the moose, too, might be questioning its own existence. After all, what kind of moose attends a poutine food fight?

In that moment, Joe felt a profound connection with the moose. He approached it, still covered in poutine, and whispered, "You're real, and I'm real. We're in this together, buddy." The moose, seemingly in agreement, nodded and together they walked away from the food fight, leaving a trail of gravy and cheese curds behind them.

And so, Joe Blow from Canada learned that while his existence might be a bit ridiculous, it was no less real than the existence of a moose at a poutine food fight. The town of Fjorgenson would forever remember the day that Joe Blow, the once imaginary man, helped them all embrace their own absurdity—and have a ton of fun in the process.