I figured it was a reference to the original meaning of the phrase “lift yourself up by your own bootstraps” as something that was impossible.
“Did you fart again?!”
“No, this is still the last fart.”
Speedy Gonzales would asphyxiate
‘Come again?’
‘No, it’s mayonnaise this time.’
I’m laughing far, far too much at that
“Did somebody poop in your diaper?”
Thanks to a temporary brain slip, we’ve just had a good deal of confusion over Tina telling me she’d bought some grilled anchovy hearts, which she insisted were a perfectly normal thing and why was I looking so perplexed and baffled.
Inside my head, visions of tiny metal skewers over a bed of coals.
Wait… not anchovy, the other one… artichoke. Artichoke hearts.
“Potatoes are your spirit animal.”
You didn’t really expect an AI to be able to do pull ups, did you?
(Tangentially related, I recently learned that enclosures for tigers and lions don’t need to be covered on the top, nor terribly tall, because the cats aren’t strong enough to pull themselves up and over. Smaller cats have different shoulder anatomy, and are better at it.)
I’m imagining a zoo with the motto “we’re pretty sure this is fine”, where they have little fences for the lions and tigers, and crocodiles are allowed to wander freely amongst the public so long as they have a rubber band around their mouth.
I had a vision of an army drill sergeant being eaten by a draftee tiger, having gone a little too far with the “what kind of wimp are you who can’t do even one pull-up!” bit.
“I will disembowel myself honourably just as soon as I’ve digested this flapjack.”
“You have very long whiskers, which tells me that you have a very wide arse.”
My concern is not Artificial Intelligence but Natural Stupidity.
https://www.npr.org/2025/10/23/nx-s1-5583871/guillermo-del-toro-finally-makes-his-own-frankenstein
“I don’t want to make any accusations–it wasn’t me–but somebody pooped on the bathroom rug.”
“I insist on picking up fallen mermaids, in the manner of a soggy Gladstone.”
My kids:
“I’m never doing any drugs!!”
“I’m doing every drug except LSD!!”
That’s a lot of drugs.
My mum liked to remind me that as a child I swore I wouldn’t drink, do drugs, or ride a motorbike.
Yes, but is she proud or disappointed in you?
