
Speak Your Branes
It's the twat-o-tron v2!
Google has created an atmosphere of McCarthyism and a postage stamp-sized image of what the hell the world will look like if us hacks use the firm's latest creepy tool, dubbed Scribe. In case you're wondering, the opening sentence of this story was written (almost entirely) in the latest feature to hit Google Labs, which is …
You can kinda make a game out of accepting every suggestion until you get bored.
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