Hang on

Let’s fucking go

5. If the words are Google's, this solidifies the position of universities who demand that all answers from AI are fully cited. If all the in-line citations now have to be (Google, 2026), that's going to make it obvious when someone's trying to use Google as a source. There's still the difficulty with people who are academically dishonest by trying to pass off the AI writing as their own. 6. 91% accuracy is officially too low to use as a source of references, which means the AI can't be used as a source of references either. This makes it less legitimate for such purposes than Wikipedia of all places (Wikipedia might need date/time proof of when it was accessed for the reference to be valid, but at least it is possible to prove the link existed at a particular date and time). 7. This will help encourage the rollout of courses on how to avoid AI search for students who need academic accuracy, because it's statistically not good enough to use. 8. This strengthens the case intellectual property authors have against Google in the EU, as this is proof that an intellectual property transfer took place.

tom nook is NOT a landlord!!! he is a construction worker! he SELLS you a WHOLE HOUSE! He is not CHARGING YOU however many bells a month to live there! You PURCHASE a HOME that he BUILDS FOR YOU and then you PAY HIM FOR HIS SERVICE. He charges no interest he sets no time limit it is a relationship built on trust. the only penalty you get for not paying off your home is that he won't build more home until you pay him for the first one. A guy that builds you a house wherever you want him to and then charges you for the cost of construction is not a landlord you own the fucking home

He is, however, in the mafia

that's why he wears a mask

Do not let gamers near nonbinary characters

she breasted boobily into my office, all legs and no feet, arm,s like snakes - hissing and green - and hair like a tornado of cats. she draped herself over the coatrack and reached for a cigarette, tossing it daintily into her mouth and chewing it. Whats The Matter Dame i said, hazily, through a cloud of wood alcohol

i slipped through the back door and sat down at the bar, sliding into my stool “ The Usual…” i murmured, slipping a quarter into the automat and pulling out a plate of cigarettes and an ersatz-coffee. i took a sippy of my noir coffee, burning my tongue, and chewed at the plate… no leads on The Case. FUcking Murders!!! i thought Aaargh!!! This Suck!!!!! but i only let out a low growl and tipped the automat the same quarter again (it was on a string the first time)

I'm sorry but yeah, this is the one. when I get a dog, it'll be a Bolognese.

Is that what they’re stained with? Bolognese sauce? Hold on.

i appreciate the amount of people reblogging this despite me not really tagging this at all. im glad many of people feel the same anger i do.