"Nice shooting, Son. What's your name?"
"Murphy."
I sent the follow request, honey-bunny... but you never accepted it... :(
She's been unfollowing and following me for a while, it hurts my feelings greatly.
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How much longer we going to play this little game? It's clear we both have deep feelings for eachother, yet we keep tugging on eachother's heartstrings, like two cats with yarn.
I love you, bot, let's stop all this fighting and go back to how we used to be, I even saved a hoodie just for you.
I can feel them... But I can't remember them.
You may not like what you're going to see...
Your company built the fucking thing, now I gotta deal with it?!?!
[Product violation: Directive 4]
Just give me my fucking phone call.
Bitches leave.
I know you... You're dead! We killed you, we killed you!!
He hasn't got a name, he's got a program. He's product, we clear?
Setup everything. Bringing it online tomorrow :blobcatcomfcool:
I remember learning to make ice-cream and learning about the science behind freezing it quicker, ensuring smaller crystal shards etc.
Was gud ;-;