If you want to release details to a less than scrupulous company running an AI, you can feed it that information.

The real use is generating syntax. The logic is the hard part to teach, so with an understanding of the logic behind the programming, you can tweak variables for your final product.

I’ve mostly used this to generate scripts to deploy rapidly to the latest emerging crisis, but thats from the perspective of a help desk agent with too many years of experience to still be doing it, but in a way I enjoy it. The bigger problems aren’t my problems. I escalate as appropriate, and its no longer my problem.

I digress, it generates syntax and you plug in your infrastructure variables in a file you control. Then again I may be paranoid because I’ve seen HIPAA fuck extra hard with non-clinical staff who have access to records in their job duties.

You’ve piqued my interest. From screenshots on steam, it didn’t look like my kind of game, but that sounds like my cup of tea writing wise.

What is the gameplay like?

82.6% of statistics are made up on the spot.

My record, vaginally, is 8 orgasms per my one. Per session. That was a great fucking day. Never could hit that magical 9.

So if you’re multi-orgasmic, and orgasm from penetration, I’d be happy to help.

As for replacing that plug, I’ve been told I’m too big for that, so I don’t know how I’d fare.

I’d like to find out though.

I didn’t even realize it was related.

I mean, I’m old. I spend more time on the computer working than gaming, fuck, more time paying bills and talking to dying relatives than gaming.

God, fuck EA sideways with collapsing 10 foot pole that extends at the most entertaining time - at least for the rest of us.

If that were the case, I have a buddy with a tattoo on his wrist that would have him marked for death for not “earning” it.

It’s also a common sign of heritage, especially in that region.

So he should never go to prison for anything because his life would be endangered by a common to the region tattoo?

If that is the case, I need to do some research, get some ink, and make some fucking money.

You laugh, but I Happy Gilmore’d a ball 400 yours my first time at a driving range. Straight and true.

Never ever could replicate it.

After I Was Thrown in the River and Before I Drowned by Dave Eggars (it’s written from a dog’s POV)

Man, the title and brief synopsis has been enough to fuck up my day, thanks.

I propose a new amendment. A person must be home for a presidential term before they can be allowed to serve in a presidential capacity.

Then the least of us can lead with empathy, at least that is the hope.

Then maybe we can get fucking health care, including mental health.

Don’t forget, burner phones still exist.

You can handle everything in cash if you’re smart.

The phone isn’t important, you just want a cheap sim with no tracks leading to you.