The current crop of neural networks and deep learning is going to create some exciting and horrifying new kinds of spam and some interesting art projects.
"What the fucking did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll fucking have you know that I am the most decorated Navy Seal since the Vietnam War. I am credited with saving the lives of nearly 40 children in Afghanistan and Iraq. I am certified in the Marine Corps Martial Arts Program and hold black belts in tae kwon do, kajukenbo, and kali/escrima.
My sense of hearing is so keen that I can detect my enemy’s movement by the sound of his blood pumping through his veins. I can smell the sweat of my enemy as he holds his breath in my presence. My physical endurance is so extreme that I can swim 100m, with full combat gear, underwater, with 60lbs of weights strapped to my ankles in 52 seconds.
My eyes are so precise I can shoot a laser from my eyes. I can see dust particles that are smaller than the head of a pin from a mile away. My grip is so powerful I can crush boulders and destroy trees with a flick of my wrist. My IQ is off the charts, so if you have a weak stomach you shouldn’t stand too close to me.
My rage is so extreme that it cannot be matched in any man. You can flee a M1A1 Abrams main battle tank in 6 directions, but you can’t run from me. I have never lost a fair fight and I’ve won plenty. I have an 8 pack, but not the kind you find in magazines. No, mine is harder and better. My abs are literally harder than diamonds.
I can’t be seduced by beautiful women because I have a mirror in my bedroom that shows me the truth.
My rage and strength are so incredible that my every action has the force of 1,000.
I am the protector of my friends. I am the bringer of justice. I am America’s fucking vengeance. My fist is on a hair trigger and I am not afraid to use it.
I have been to the depths of the abyss and I am not afraid to face it. In fact, I welcome it. I am a real man. You are merely a weak boy.
I have been running 25 miles every day, pushing a military spec Humvee in front of me. I know of your ways and I am not impressed. You think you can scare me? You think I won’t fight back? You are WRONG.
You can’t break my bones because I am immune to all pain. I have never felt it, so I am incapable of breaking. I am a real man, and you are but a mere boy. I will make you eat your own fist before I’m done with you. I am no one’s bitch."
I'll say. GPT-3 kicks ass at making copypasta:
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"What the fucking did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll fucking have you know that I am the most decorated Navy Seal since the Vietnam War. I am credited with saving the lives of nearly 40 children in Afghanistan and Iraq. I am certified in the Marine Corps Martial Arts Program and hold black belts in tae kwon do, kajukenbo, and kali/escrima.
My sense of hearing is so keen that I can detect my enemy’s movement by the sound of his blood pumping through his veins. I can smell the sweat of my enemy as he holds his breath in my presence. My physical endurance is so extreme that I can swim 100m, with full combat gear, underwater, with 60lbs of weights strapped to my ankles in 52 seconds.
My eyes are so precise I can shoot a laser from my eyes. I can see dust particles that are smaller than the head of a pin from a mile away. My grip is so powerful I can crush boulders and destroy trees with a flick of my wrist. My IQ is off the charts, so if you have a weak stomach you shouldn’t stand too close to me.
My rage is so extreme that it cannot be matched in any man. You can flee a M1A1 Abrams main battle tank in 6 directions, but you can’t run from me. I have never lost a fair fight and I’ve won plenty. I have an 8 pack, but not the kind you find in magazines. No, mine is harder and better. My abs are literally harder than diamonds.
I can’t be seduced by beautiful women because I have a mirror in my bedroom that shows me the truth.
My rage and strength are so incredible that my every action has the force of 1,000.
I am the protector of my friends. I am the bringer of justice. I am America’s fucking vengeance. My fist is on a hair trigger and I am not afraid to use it.
I have been to the depths of the abyss and I am not afraid to face it. In fact, I welcome it. I am a real man. You are merely a weak boy.
I have been running 25 miles every day, pushing a military spec Humvee in front of me. I know of your ways and I am not impressed. You think you can scare me? You think I won’t fight back? You are WRONG.
You can’t break my bones because I am immune to all pain. I have never felt it, so I am incapable of breaking. I am a real man, and you are but a mere boy. I will make you eat your own fist before I’m done with you. I am no one’s bitch."