So I tried to recreate this, because I knew the responses would be different, and consequently realized that it’s either extremely old or faked, as Cleverbot auto-capitalizes and auto-punctuates your sentences for you if you do not. Oh well.
In light of that fact, here’s my go at cybersexing Cleverbot.
So I decided to try it
alrighty, let’s go one more step
i’M ACTUALLY CRYING.
THAT ESCALATED QUICKLY
Story of my life
that’s a first.
I LAUGHED HARDER THEN I HOULD HAVE AND I WAS IN PUBLIC
I wasn’t gonna reblog this but I lost it at the last one
I got a text from a number i didn’t recognise today and i sent them the ENTIRETY of the lotr: fellowship of the ring script
that isn’t even 1/20th of it IM LAUGHIN SO HARD
You are my hero.
That’s actually really uncool. Do you know how awful it is even getting two texts at once? Let alone tens, maybe hundreds? Texts work in 160 characters, so that’s just super annoying. Even if it’s a shitty text, and a mistake, that’s still a shitty thing to do.
"i shouldn’t discourage this kind of behavior in the future"
That wasn’t my point. My point is tens, maybe hundreds of spam tests in sequence isn’t really a fair punishment for one scummy text. When I get texts like that I just respond with a picture of a gigantic penis.
delete the people that make you feel bad about yourself from your life, unfollow them, delete their numbers, erase their texts, find happier people, pet a dog, watch a silly movie, forget about them, you’re better off
The thing about this is that sculptures like these in art history were for the male gaze. Photoshop a phone to it and suddenly she’s seen as vain and conceited. That’s why I’m 100% for selfie culture because apparently men can gawk at women but when we realize how beautiful we are we’re suddenly full of ourselves…
Girls don’t let anyone tell you loving yourself is vanity.
“You painted a naked woman because you enjoyed looking at her, put a mirror in her hand and you called the painting “Vanity,” thus morally condemning the woman whose nakedness you had depicted for you own pleasure.” ― John Berger, Ways of Seeing