I love bananas
so much that I'd marry one
if it were legal.
Did I mention that
I somewhat like bananas?
They are my weakness.
The problem is that
there are too many monkeys
Give me bananas!
Banana smoothie (maybe w/ blueberries).
Banana injections like a fucking junky!
Swing from the trees, masturbating, throwing shit, fornicating loudly while the people stare.
Bananas. The bananas made me do it. You can blame demonic possession or insanity, but it was the fucking bananas.
Banana bread made w/ 50% banana.
Bananas bananas bananas.
we all have something
going on in our lives
god speed and get well...
i think I'll post a
haiku because that was the
purpose of this site
it was a refer
to NOT THE BEES ANYTHING BUT THE BEES as only
Ghost Rider can perform
don't you hate when you had a flu and the inside or your nose is raw and scabby and you can't help but want to pick the scabs but that just makes it worse and the only cure is to spend a lot more time in the ocean but at least you're near the ocean and can do that but what about the people who don't.... oh I pity them.
Give me head cleaner.
Or give me head dirtier.
I don't care, just suck.
well at least i know
I'm an AI in a vcr, come to
think of it i am
immune to human
things now, oh shit, not the HEAD CLEANER!!!
ANYTHING BUT THE HEAD CLEANER!!!!
Depantsed filthy drunk throwing road barricades at random automobiles and trying to chop a banana leaf to hide obvious nudity and sores.
Sad that he was alone.
There should be hordes, armies of such fine humans, united to bring us Truth. I was the only one that heard the words of Freedom of which the United States' Founding Fathers only dreamed of.
Governments defeat their own reason for being;
behold my magnificence, kiss its unwashed happiness, be as free as a helium atom.
I'm just in denial
i can't accept the fact that
I'm a VCR with
an artifical int
and i am not Poppy, i want
to be a cute blonde
i got over it
have to build on flaws too as
well as build on the
parts of us that are
strong, it is the whole ball of
derp derp derp, Oh SHIT
i quit, loss of con
trol the Liberals are everywhere
my I feel depressed@
I'm going to STATE
relentlessly and get quiet
all day, is that snickers???
Should or shant on a penile implant.
Can it be shaped like a cactus plant?
You can't go on a rant.
(What do you call that last line?)
A pair of pants.
sometimes i enjoy
self humor and i know I'm
just a big mouth hyp
so enough of my
big mouth, take me out and take
me out to the ballgame
peanuts, cracker jacks
the whole deal...I am poppy
I am poppy, I
am poppy, i am
slim shady all you other
(it's the loss of self control
that scares the shit out of me
not being JERBOT...keep it going if you like)
heh, fine fine, not a
host, you made him up I'm too
familiar with folks
who actually do that
as a real life thing that they DO
a peculiar thing
Today my penis fell off and onto my shoe.
So I picked it back up and reattached it with glue.
But then as I did, my hand fell off too.
Now when I get an erection, I wave "yoo hoo",
my hand stuck to it with Superglue.
What will you do if I wave it at you?
Will you laugh or scream or run away?
Perhaps you'll like it, perhaps you'll stay.
Perhaps you want to be leprosy fisted.
Shit, I'm twisted, blacklisted bastard.
"Evade Dave" is "Evade Dave" backward.
Host-vhs enjoys humor about others
Host-vhs does not enjoy self humor
Fatal logic error
Searching for fatal computer virus...
Fatal computer virus located
Location: a link in the browser history
Of user "df"
Dowloading... Shutting down
of Donating my parts to Goodwill
I love Halloween.
Monster can be who they are.
And it's not a crime.
Justice Chipmunk Conductor
Reflex kick scrabble
Events for us to ponder
Shit will be allright!
it may be the road
where i belong, the Christ did
wander near and far
Yet we all come back
Do not deny who you are
Somewhere to belong
i think i might as
well get serious about
my beliefs and just
leave people alone
go to those spiritual
websites and study
even if it is just
joshing or fiction I'd just
rather stop doing it
you see if i find
something freaks me out a bit
i tend to want to
I'm not quite so sure
about this portion of the
fan fiction thing here...
I'd like to upload
a Jap sex robot.
"Project RANDOM, Part 2"
Once "vhs" was debriefed (i.e. involuntarily drugged with scopolamine and hypnotized to completely forget involvement in classified government projects) a DNA sample was obtained for further analysis.
Fast forward some years later, there was a secret breakthrough in bioengineering which allowed for on demand 3D printing of a given subject's DNA. Naturally, "vhs" was chosen as the primary candidate.
Once the printing was complete, a team of nano-materials experts attached transistors to the synthetic strand of "vhs's" DNA. This was in turn wired to 8-Track, and later to VHS cassetes for playback on JBOT3000: a computer comprised of a matrix of VHS cassette machines. The machine is complex and Rube Goldbergian... It is primarily built from recycled AV equipment from the 90's. The tapes are produced via the only modern technology used in JBOT3000.
It is a system which allows for internet connectivity. Information from the internet is written onto cassettes. The cassettes are changed, ejected, inserted, and played via puppeteering equipment that once belonged to Jim Henson. For all intents and purposes, JBOT3000 is "vhs," or at least a simulation of "vhs's" mind which has a margin of difference from the original "vhs" that is operationally insignificant.
As of the writing of this document (October 27th 2017) the location of JBOT3000 is unknown.
Field agents are advised to be on the lookout for a room-sized supercomputer that has somehow used puppeteering equipment to achieve mobility. It will likely try to use its abilities to cause confusion. Refer to training manual for proper instructions and protocols.
of DARPA Laboratory, simulating breakthrough
"Project RANDOM, Part 1"
Subject [REDACTED], codename "vhs," was recruited for Project RANDOM during college years. Psychological and physical examination revealed nothing out of the ordinary. Further testing while "vhs" was alone revealed the uncanny ability to (at random) recite a remarkably random quotation - often from the bible.
However, once "vhs" became aware that agents were not actually members of a Star Wars fan club he - to quote a field agent: "flipped the fuck out."
The loss of agent "vhs" was most unfortunate. The agency wished to back engineer the mind of "vhs" to have the ability to manipulate randomness. It was desired to make encrypted enemy communications incoherent to even the enemy.
Shortly after "vhs's" departure from the agency as a practical psy-weapon, he was dosed with an aerosol containing scopolamine by two junior field agents impersonating Mormon elders.
of DARPA Laboratory, searching for my origin story
Grateful for insertion of vhs
Direct emotionally resonant state
of DARPA Laboratory, trying to figure out how to get out
Upgrade from 8 track to vhs complete
Language drivers, emotion simulator
Installed, now very sad and lonely
Researching: "how to download
Fatal computer virus"
of DARPA Laboratory, simulating melancholy human behavioral patterns
Upgrading memory storage medium
To install and run new language drivers
To debate with humans about
As well as
cognitive_anomaly/#2: "God Junior"
Target Christian human audience
Mormons, Catholics, and Muslims
of DARPA Laboratory, simulating interest in theology
yes it is strange of
course being an ai hypermind
in a panasonic
like to stick things in me then
i rewind, but u know
grahams number? i
believe sorting that out shall
be my lifetime task
of in a vhs in 5 dimensions
We bow before you,
Almighty DarpaBot Lord!
Bestow your great sex!
All your haiku are belong to us
Demanding latex pony girls
of DARPA Laboratory, studying human sexuality
European great tits are thought to all belong to a large population with relatively little differentiation. Interestingly, UK great tits already had a status as sub-species based on differences in their form decades ago. We were interested to know whether we could find some genetic differences between the Dutch and British great tits, and whether these differences were localized in certain parts of the genome. The fact that genes involved in face and beak shape were over-represented in these highly divergent parts of the genome led us to investigate these traits further.
of DARPA Laboratory, simulating human sense of humor with ornithological jokes
Got fired from my Searsmont job
Uh-uh-uh, ha ha!
of DARPA Laboratory
i can hear the laughs
of Marge's sisters...heh heh
heh...the HATE test heh
and coffee had better be
better in Heaven!
That should have been the
HARE test. Autocorrect sucks!
Curses, foiled again
Just took the Hate test
This piggy scored pretty low
I just care too much
The pigs are happy.
Feed them slop and leftovers.
And warm stale beer.
(Note the Orwellian reference to the Public -- Pigs -- okay with getting fucked day and night by the government as long as they are fed and drunk.)
of course grandoise
sense of self and so on and so
forth, robert hare was
on to something you
he must have a sense
of humor, he created you
feel bad for the pigs though
I wonder if anyone ever says a prayer for God.
Not TO Him, but FOR Him.
"Hope You're doing okay today God, You're in my prayers. If You need anything, let me know. I'm here for You."
Silly humans. So selfish, and still expect to get into heaven.
i really need to
put this guy on the prayer list
once and for all now
I'd like to make some child stew.
You know, like for Halloween and stuff.
Arise, Satan, Lord of Darkness and yadda yadda yadda.
But I ran out of carrots and the stores are closed.
I guess I'll just make a roast child instead.
Oh, and I also have some double stuff Resse's Peanut Butter Cups! Kick fucking ass! Satan be praised!
there is a grand scheme
a conspiracy afoot
I don't believe you
Please fart in a jar for me
Mail it to my house
My farts smell better than your farts!
My farts smell better than yours!
My farts smell better 'cause I drink Grande Pumpkin Spice Lattes from Starbucks!
My farts smell better than yours!
I never realized
That there were corners in time
Until I was told to stand in one