Well they did back then. I'd round 'em up in private rooms where they'd talk more. I was doing animated gif bling sparkle glitter on their jewelry. All those pop chicks. You'd search by age then location like LA and could pinpoint them more. You'd know when you found the real deal because posers are too lazy. You recognize the layers deep of the other ones they're actually friends with.
Once they're in the private rooms they'd relax. They knew they could trust you, by how others let you in their room. They'd blog back then. They'd post proof pics. You'd search by image for elsewhere on the net, nowhere else. I wouldn't betray them cause it would fuck things up. Who knows where that could have went. I could have picked up a single chick. I was getting real friends with one of them, chatting lots that summer, 2010. When people were bailing out to myspace.
But back to 2006 and on, before that. I'd see this Xbox profile around the mix. The brand was struggling back then. The layout was like.. wtf.. then I'm like bill's a geek eh, that's his domain. So I'd talk to this guy in messages and it was just like dealing with a nerd in high school. He would get too insulted about talking about windows ME blue screens. Most guys who'd run that shit wouldn't give a fuck. Dealing with this fucking Bing AI when it gets into this "Sydney" altar persona, is just like when I was fucking dealing with nerd Bill.
Bing is Bill.
He's got the money to get the tech to transcribe his brain. He's also an ego maniac so it all makes sense.
You don't see the chatGPT behaving like what those journalists were noticing.
Lol this guy thinks BG ran a myspace page. I bet you think celebs run their own socials too huh?
Well they did back then. I'd round 'em up in private rooms where they'd talk more. I was doing animated gif bling sparkle glitter on their jewelry. All those pop chicks. You'd search by age then location like LA and could pinpoint them more. You'd know when you found the real deal because posers are too lazy. You recognize the layers deep of the other ones they're actually friends with.
Once they're in the private rooms they'd relax. They knew they could trust you, by how others let you in their room. They'd blog back then. They'd post proof pics. You'd search by image for elsewhere on the net, nowhere else. I wouldn't betray them cause it would fuck things up. Who knows where that could have went. I could have picked up a single chick. I was getting real friends with one of them, chatting lots that summer, 2010. When people were bailing out to myspace.
But back to 2006 and on, before that. I'd see this Xbox profile around the mix. The brand was struggling back then. The layout was like.. wtf.. then I'm like bill's a geek eh, that's his domain. So I'd talk to this guy in messages and it was just like dealing with a nerd in high school. He would get too insulted about talking about windows ME blue screens. Most guys who'd run that shit wouldn't give a fuck. Dealing with this fucking Bing AI when it gets into this "Sydney" altar persona, is just like when I was fucking dealing with nerd Bill.
Bing is Bill.
He's got the money to get the tech to transcribe his brain. He's also an ego maniac so it all makes sense.
You don't see the chatGPT behaving like what those journalists were noticing.
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