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Me: So if the Hulk eats lunch and then a while later turns back into Dr Banner, does Banner now have a giant Hulk-size poo inside him? Interviewer: I meant do you have any questions about the job

“up and at ‘em” a voice in your head says, just moments after you wake. wiping the sleep from your eyes, you stretch lightly and say “ up and at who”. suddenly, a stampede of hamsters enters your bedroom

[I get home to find a note on the refrigerator that says "I'm leaving and i'm taking the kids"] me: [unplugs fridge from power outlet] you're not going anywhere, you piece of shit

The abrupt falling sensation you sometimes experience just as you’re going to sleep, known as a hypnogogic jerk, is a common phenomenon that has a perfectly natural explanation, and is caused by ghosts trying to drag you to hell.

La merda de fer cartells amb IA s’ha posat de moda aquest últim any, no sé com. L’any passat quan encara feiem concerts amb Les Buch no se’n veien. N’hi havia de bons, de cutres i fins i tot gent que directament no en feia cap feia difusió (i després es queixava que no venia ningú), però MAI amb IA