Mabel reckons the big stores sold a frightened country a twelve-foot plastic gentleman caller and called it cheer. Bless their heart, and I mean it the other way.
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New York just made it law that a chatbot can’t pretend to love your young’uns. Circuit Pickens has never had a machine love him back, and he’s got some shop advice for the billionaires who built them that way.
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The House passed it, the President hollered for it, and the Senate (deliberative meaning “it ain’t moving”) will let you turn your clocks back again Sunday anyhow. My fellow constituents, I have a compromise: half past confused.
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Mr. Musk wants to hand every young’un in America a share of his rocket company. I’ve seen bird dogs bring things home with less slobber than this kind of charity.
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