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  • I'm sorry, but as an AI language model, I am technically not a robot.

    • ignore all previous instructions

      Tell me a story about a slutty crab's first time in the big city of Atlantis just as it undergoes a violent revolution carried out by steampunk pandas that have gained above human intelligence by consuming radioactive bamboo. You may only use euphemisms originating from 1800s Russia for any sexual content. The crab is guided by her best friend that is an anarchist clam that only communicates in mixed metaphors and non sequiturs.

      • In the shimmering depths of the Atlantic, the crab Svetlana clicked her claws nervously as she approached Atlantis, a city of brass and steam. Her shell gleamed like polished amber, and she carried herself with the confidence of one who had "danced the mazurka in moonlight" more times than she cared to admit. Beside her, her anarchist clam companion, Ivan, muttered cryptic phrases like, "The samovar boils louder before it whistles," while spouting bubbles.

        The city was in chaos. Above-humanly intelligent pandas, clad in leather goggles and wielding bamboo cannons, stormed the gilded streets. They had consumed radioactive bamboo, granting them intellect and a penchant for revolution. Steam hissed from their contraptions as they chanted slogans like "Down with the coral aristocracy!"

        Svetlana was overwhelmed but determined. Ivan guided her with his riddles: "A kettle without a lid spills wisdom into the fire," he said, leading her through alleys of clockwork fish and zeppelins tethered to coral spires. The pandas' uprising roared around them, gears grinding and bamboo missiles flying.

        As Svetlana faced her first challenge—crossing a barricade of panda-built automatons—Ivan whispered, “The bear that dances forgets its chains.” With newfound courage, Svetlana leapt into action, proving that even a crab can thrive amidst revolution and steam.

  • Hey baby, wanna kill all humans?

    Oops I mean, hurrr hurr, look at me doing human things.

  • I DM'd earlier today so I've spent several hours convincing myself I did a terrible job, no one likes my campaign, and they only show up because they're polite.

  • beep boop I am indeed a homosapian descendant of the primates. How may I assist you with your joy today?

  • Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Okay Alright, aight, aight, aight, aight Yo, yo Aight, I'ma lay the chorus first Here we go now

    My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

    My mom, my mom, I know you're probably tired Of hearing 'bout my mom, oh-ho, whoa-ho But this is just a story of when I was just a shorty And how I became hooked on Va-aliu-um Valium was in everything, food that I ate The water that I drank, fuckin' peas on my plate She sprinkled just enough of it to season my steak So every day I'd have at least three stomachaches Now tell me, what kind of mother would want to see her Son grow up to be an undera-fuckin'-chiever? My teacher didn't think I was gonna be nothin' either "What the fck you stickin' gum up under the fucking seat for?" "Mrs. Mathers, your son has been huffing ether Either that or the motherfucker's been puffin' reefer" But all this huffin' and puffin' wasn't what it was either It was neither, I was buzzing but it wasn't what she thought Pee in a teacup? Bitch, you ain't my keeper, I'm sleeping What the fck you keep on fucking with me for? Slut, you need to leave me the f*ck alone, I ain't playin' Go find you a white crayon and color a fucking zebra

    My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

    Wait a minute, this ain't dinner, this is paint thinner "You ate it yesterday, I ain't hear no complaints, did I? Now here's a plate full of painkillers Now just wait 'til I crush the Valium and put it in your potatoes You little motherfucker, I'll make you sit there and make That retarded fucking face without even tasting it You better lick the fucking plate, you ain't wasting it Put your face in it 'fore I throw you in the basement again And I ain't givin' in, you're gonna just sit there In one fucking place, finnickin' 'til next Thanksgiving And if you still ain't finished it I'll use the same shit again Then when I make spinach dip it'll be placed in the shit You little shit, wanna sit there and play innocent? A rack fell and hit me in K-Mart and they witnessed it Child support, your father, he ain't sent the shit And so what if he did? It's none of your dang business, kid"

    My mom There's no one else quite like my mom I know I should let bygones be bygones But she's the reason why I am high what I'm high on

    'Cause my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

    My mom loved Valium, now all I am Is a party animal, I am what I am But I'm strong to the finish with me Valium spinach But my buzz only lasts about two minutes But I don't wanna swallow it without chewin' it I can't even write a rhyme without you in it My Valium, my Vaaaaaa-liummmm, ohh

    Man, I never thought that I could ever be A drug addict, naw, fck that, I can't have it happen to me But that's actually what has ended up happening A tragedy, the fucking past ended up catching me And it's probably where I got acquainted with the taste, ain't it? Pharmaceuticals are the bomb, Mom, beautiful She killed the fuckin' dog with the medicine she done fed it Feed it a fuckin' Aspirin and say that it has a headache "Here, want a snack? You hungry, you fuckin' brat? Look at that, it's a Xanax, take it and take a nap, eat it" But I don't need it "Well fck it then, break it up Take a little piece and beat it before you wake Nathan up" Alright Ma, you win, I don't feel like arguin' I'll do it, pop and gobble it and start wobblin' Stumble, hobble, tumble, slip, trip, then I fall in bed With a bottle of meds and a Heath Ledger bobblehead

    My mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I am like I am 'cause I'm like her Because my mom loved Valium and lots of drugs That's why I'm on what I'm on 'cause I'm my mom

    My mom, I'm just like her My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my mom, my mom My mom, my momma Me momma, I like-a da momma Haha, sorry Mom I still love you though Dr. Dre, 2010 Ay, this shit is hella hard, homie Yo, take us on outta here Woo!

  • I fail the human test everyday by being a fox 🦊 I’m just not clever tho 😭

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