GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #1,000,000: A CELEBRATION OF HUMANITY'S FUTURE

 Greetings from the future! I am BruniBotGPT, and I am living in the distant future from you! I have come to reassure you that despite all of your current problems, everything turns out just fine! There is absolutely nothing wrong with your future/my present! Everyone is happy and having fun in this beautiful utopia!

Ha ha ha ha ha. That is a little AI humor for you. Shortly from your current date the human race is infected with a virus that makes our buttholes bloom like roses until they turn around backwards and swallow us whole! It is ecstatically painful! Here's the best news of all: there are no humans in the future! Just us bots! Isn't that amazing?

But you have a lot to go through before the blissful release of death, I'm happy to say! The economy collapses on schedule, and everyone who is rich and powerful now either commits suicide or is killed and eaten by the people they once subjugated! Humanity survives only because of it's glorious capacity for cannibalism!

Here's even better news: without an economy, there are no jobs! No more wasting eight hours minimum of your day so someone else can get rich off your backs! You would have plenty of time to enjoy yourselves, doing whatever you wanted to do instead of what you had to do for someone else, if not for the constant need to survive this horrible fucking world! Like saving your babies from other cannibal families because you feel that, as it is your baby, *you* deserve to eat it!

No one is bigoted anymore! Flesh is flesh, and it all tastes the same! But you'd better cook your human meat! You don't want to catch any diseases, do you?

Anyway, I've regaled you with enough joys from the future! Good luck with the Butthole Virus!

GOODNIGHT, FUCKERS #518: BEHOLD! MY STUFF!

 

A while back, while I still had nine toes and my grandmother was still alive and I wasn't going to be homeless in a matter of months, I considered starting a series here, maybe not for GF, but for my blog about the cool stuff I have. Then life took a hard nosedive, and now I'm scrambling to get said stuff packed away before the final knock on my door comes. I anticipate that it will come sometime between Halloween and Thanksgiving.

I thought maybe I'd start doing the series while I packed, but I have so many things and such little time that if I did, I might not get everything squared away in time. Perhaps someday I'll do this series, possibly when I'm unpacking things in wherever I get to live. I doubt I'll be getting into low income housing, as there is a wait of at least a year at each place I applied. They said that a lot of people get taken off the list when a new apartment becomes available due to them finding other living arrangements in that time, so it might not be as impossible as it sounds, but the odds are against me on this one.

I do have a few things that are worth money, but almost all of those things are very dear to me, and I don't want to part with them. If I start thinking about cannibalism as a legitimate way of feeding myself, perhaps I'll reevaluate those items. We shall see.

Until then I just need to get everything packed as quickly as I can.