“Yeah,” i say as i lean back and put my interlaced fingers behind my head, “I could do some real posting back in my day”.
And then they'll ask me to tell them posting stories from the good old days.
“Yeah,” i say as i lean back and put my interlaced fingers behind my head, “I could do some real posting back in my day”.
And then they'll ask me to tell them posting stories from the good old days.
In the future, all of our posts will be fed to ChatGPT to simulate our posting for eternity.
It might have already happened to someone and we won't even notice!