ChatGPT and AI are like fake boobs

And I don’t give two shits if this story doesn’t age well.

And what is aging well anyway?

Let me reveal a secret. I met my wife when she was … let’s call a teenager. We’ve been together ever since. Almost twenty-five years soon.

We’ve aged. We’ve seen each other age.

“I’m going to have it done, fix the skin on my stomach”, she keeps telling me. I can’t tell whether she’s serious or teasing me.