In reality that's not much worse than most rappers mumbling shommagrommagreezinliteninmumfugguh in auto-tune right now. Hey Siri, maybe use "bitch" a little less and try variations on "hoe", "slut", and "DOXY".
Give it a few more years Siri and you'll be nominated for a Grammy!
Did the algorithms coordinate with Siri on this? I have to turn Siri on to use CarPlay now and last week I had to use CarPlay. We were careful not to divulge secrets in the car…or so we thought.
I call this masterpiece "The Perils of Leaving Dictation On." It was preceded by my invocation of supercalifragilisticexpialidocious in response to someone employing "super iffy" in regards to the likelihood of an event occurring due to predicted weather.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious. Sorry I need to make a reservation that's OK now we need think about this. We'll get pork chops and we've got spaghetti sauce they're not coming up then we'll be eating at home Or perhaps with Jeff and Tara on Saturday I doubt it, If the weather is bad bacon sausage, we could make pancakes Drop those papers off at how would I do the pizza lunch meat they may or may will see we've got lemons at the house Lemon cake mix oh yes I will. I'm sorry pork chops do the Italian pork chops.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. All plaudit are welcome, other comments unnecessary. I submit this an artistic achievement and as proof that we (Pam and me) are not entirely obsessed by food as I did mention dropping off the papers.
Where's the beef, bitch? Where's the beef?" is a catchphrase in the United States and Canada, introduced as a slogan for the fast food chain Wendy's in 1984. Since then it has become an all-purpose phrase questioning the substance of an idea, event, or product.
Yeah, domestic violence poetry history. Would you dare to quote this if he was saying ni**er? Why or why not? Explicate.
And what do you think are the most common last words domestic violence victims hear?
You guys found this amusing in a Whole Foods? Get some help. Or go to church. Or do something that makes you treat female lives as valuable as black male ones.
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Siri is a vegetarian.
Happy Birthday, Professor!!
"Siri, are you a vegetarian?"
"I don't eat or drink but I always have an appetite for good conversation."
In reality that's not much worse than most rappers mumbling shommagrommagreezinliteninmumfugguh in auto-tune right now. Hey Siri, maybe use "bitch" a little less and try variations on "hoe", "slut", and "DOXY".
Give it a few more years Siri and you'll be nominated for a Grammy!
Youtube offered me this Ron Swanson clip early this morning, apropos of nothing: veganism is the sad result of a morally corrupt mind…
Did the algorithms coordinate with Siri on this? I have to turn Siri on to use CarPlay now and last week I had to use CarPlay. We were careful not to divulge secrets in the car…or so we thought.
Good Lord! What were you up to there in the kitchen?
Isn't that a Doja Cat lyric?
If I has access to an AI I would ask for a pun that don't exist in print.
Maybe a list.
We just needed to go to Whole Foods and buy, among other things, the ingredients for pot roast.
Meade opened up the "Notes" app and said "beef," the first item.
The rest is poetry history.
That wouldn't be a bad shtick for SNL or a comedian. A beat poet reading Siri poetry.
I call this masterpiece "The Perils of Leaving Dictation On." It was preceded by my invocation of supercalifragilisticexpialidocious in response to someone employing "super iffy" in regards to the likelihood of an event occurring due to predicted weather.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious even though the sound of it is something quite atrocious.
Sorry I need to make a reservation that's OK now we need think about this.
We'll get pork chops and we've got spaghetti sauce they're not coming up then we'll be eating at home
Or perhaps with Jeff and Tara on Saturday I doubt it,
If the weather is bad bacon sausage, we could make pancakes
Drop those papers off at how would I do the pizza lunch meat they may or may will see we've got lemons at the house
Lemon cake mix oh yes I will. I'm sorry pork chops do the Italian pork chops.
Thank you, thank you, thank you. All plaudit are welcome, other comments unnecessary.
I submit this an artistic achievement and as proof that we (Pam and me) are not entirely obsessed by food as I did mention dropping off the papers.
love,
Pinkman
This found poetry can be described in one word: Bitching!
Reminds me of the song "Hard to Handle," to be honest.
A pure laugh-out-loud moment from the Althouse blog. A good way to cap the week. Except...there's always tomorrow.
W? T? F?
To be fair, he did say 'Beef.'
A new meme when the wait staff serves dinner.
Reads like complaint beat poetry by a recalcitrant twelve year old.
tommyesq said... Isn't that a Doja Cat lyric?
Pretty close
Where's the beef, bitch? Where's the beef?" is a catchphrase in the United States and Canada, introduced as a slogan for the fast food chain Wendy's in 1984. Since then it has become an all-purpose phrase questioning the substance of an idea, event, or product.
Althouse said:
We just needed to go to Whole Foods and buy, among other things, the ingredients for pot roast.
Meade opened up the "Notes" app and said "beef," the first item.
The rest is poetry history.
Sure. Ok. Sounds legit.
Yeah, domestic violence poetry history. Would you dare to quote this if he was saying ni**er? Why or why not? Explicate.
And what do you think are the most common last words domestic violence victims hear?
You guys found this amusing in a Whole Foods? Get some help. Or go to church. Or do something that makes you treat female lives as valuable as black male ones.
Maybe move out of Madison. Or fucking apologize.
Beef Bitch, ow!
magnets.
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