I initially only installed “Comodo Firewall” but for some reason they also installed a “Comodo Dragon Browser”, which I did not consent to. I always choose the “advanced” installation to uncheck bloatware, but in this case there was none and when you try to uninstall the browser, they force you to participate in their survey otherwise you won’t be able to uninstall the software…

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      I think I would either copy paste some kind of awful scat fanfic erotica or just hold down one letter till I had 30 characters depending on how much effort I wanted to put into it.

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        Infinite cum. You sit on the toilet to jack off, but you begin to cum uncontrollably. After ten spurts you start to worry. Your hand is sticky and it reeks of semen. You desperately shove your dick into a wad of toilet paper, but that only makes your balls hurt. The cum accelerates. It’s been three minutes. You can’t stop cumming. Your bathroom floor is covered in a thin layer of baby fluid. You try to cum into the shower drain but it builds up too fast. You try the toilet. The cum is too thick to be flushed. You lock the bathroom door to prevent the cum from escaping. The air grows hot and humid from the cum. The cum accelerates. You slip and fall in your own sperm. The cum is now six inches deep, almost as long as your still-erect semen hose. Sprawled on your back, you begin to cum all over the ceiling. Globs of the sticky white fluid begin to fall like raindrops, giving you a facial with your own cum. The cum accelerates. You struggle to stand as the force of the cum begins to propel you backwards as if you were on a bukkake themed slip-and-slide. Still on your knees, the cum is now at chin height. To avoid drowning you open the bathroom door. The deluge of man juice reminds you of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919, only with cum instead of molasses. The cum accelerates. It’s been two hours. Your children and wife scream in terror as their bodies are engulfed by the snow-white sludge. Your youngest child goes under, with viscous bubbles and muffled cries rising from the goop. You plead to God to end your suffering. The cum accelerates. You squeeze your dick to stop the cum, but it begins to leak out of your asshole instead. You let go. The force of the cum tears your urethra open, leaving only a gaping hole in your crotch that spews semen. Your body picks up speed as it slides backwards along the cum. You smash through the wall, hurtling into the sky at thirty miles an hour. From a bird’s eye view you see your house is completely white. Your neighbor calls the cops. The cum accelerates. As you continue to ascend, you spot police cars racing towards your house. The cops pull out their guns and take aim, but stray loads of cum hit them in the eyes, blinding them. The cum accelerates. You are now at an altitude of 1000 feet. The SWAT team arrives. Military helicopters circle you. Hundreds of bullets pierce your body at once, yet you stay conscious. Your testicles have now grown into a substitute brain. The cum accelerates. It has been two days. With your body now destroyed, the cum begins to spray in all directions. You break the sound barrier. The government deploys fighter jets to chase you down, but the impact of your cum sends one plane crashing to the ground. The government decides to let you leave the earth. You feel your gonads start to burn up as you reach the edges of the atmosphere. You narrowly miss the ISS, giving it a new white paint job as you fly past. Physicists struggle to calculate your erratic trajectory. The cum accelerates. The cum begins to gravitate towards itself, forming a comet trail of semen. Astronomers begin calling you the “Cummet.” You are stuck in space forever, stripped of your body and senses, forced to endure an eternity of cumshots. Eventually, you stop thinking.

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      But why provide them useless noise when you could provide them the lyrics of a Gin n Juice spoof about Genghis Kahn, as generated by ChatGPT?

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        Bonus points if anyone can tell what prompt I gave ChatGPT to generate this:

        (Verse 1) Uh, uh, uh, uh,
        It was all a dream, I used to scroll on Reddit,
        Up late at night, my eyes bloodshot and shredded.
        Postin’ comments, gettin’ upvotes, chasin’ that gold,
        But deep down inside, I wanted freedom, so I’m told.

        I heard ‘bout a place, where the community’s free,
        No corporate overlords, just open source, you see.
        It’s called Lemmy, where servers run by anyone,
        Browsing and interactin’, it’s truly second to none.

        (Chorus)
        It’s Lemmy, Lemmy, the land of liberty,
        No more tight fists, now we’re truly free.
        From different servers, we can come together,
        Postin’, sharin’, buildin’ a world that’s better.

        (Verse 2)
        I used to feel controlled, caught in a corporate trap,
        But Lemmy showed me a world where I could finally unwrap.
        No more shadow bans, no more censorship at play,
        Expressin’ opinions freely, every single day.

        No more karma points, no more fake internet fame,
        Just genuine discussions, where ideas aren’t tamed.
        The community’s diverse, with voices far and wide,
        Lemmy brings us together, side by side.

        (Chorus)
        It’s Lemmy, Lemmy, the land of liberty,
        No more tight fists, now we’re truly free.
        From different servers, we can come together,
        Postin’, sharin’, buildin’ a world that’s better.

        (Bridge Now I’m livin’ in Lemmy, where freedom reigns supreme,
        No more echo chambers, it’s like a beautiful dream.
        Upvotes and downvotes, they don’t define my worth,
        Just authentic conversations, a true rebirth.

        (Verse 3)
        I left the karma race, the relentless upvote grind,
        Now I’m in Lemmy, where my thoughts can truly unwind.
        Engagin’ with real people, sharin’ knowledge and views,
        No more hivemind mentality, we’ve got nothin’ to lose.

        From politics to hobbies, it’s all here on display,
        No more corporate agendas, it’s the users who hold sway.
        So join me in Lemmy, where freedom’s at its peak,
        A community united, breakin’ free from the weak.

        (Chorus)
        It’s Lemmy, Lemmy, the land of liberty,
        No more tight fists, now we’re truly free.
        From different servers, we can come together,
        Postin’, sharin’, buildin’ a world that’s better.

        (Outro)
        So if you’re tired of the corporate control,
        Come join us in Lemmy, let your voice unroll.
        It’s a place of openness, where ideas can soar,
        Escape from Reddit’s grasp, and find freedom once more.