#tinystories — Public Fediverse posts
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LLaMA2 on Commodore 64: AI Story Generator with REU
#C64 #Llama2 #AIonRetro #TinyStories #REU #VICEemulator #Commodore64 #8bitAI #oscar64
https://theoasisbbs.com/llama2-on-commodore-64-ai-story-generator-with-reu/?feed_id=3143&_unique_id=6818bb8240098 -
LLaMA2 on Commodore 64: AI Story Generator with REU
#C64 #Llama2 #AIonRetro #TinyStories #REU #VICEemulator #Commodore64 #8bitAI #oscar64
https://theoasisbbs.com/llama2-on-commodore-64-ai-story-generator-with-reu/?feed_id=3143&_unique_id=6818bb8240098 -
LLaMA2 on Commodore 64: AI Story Generator with REU
#C64 #Llama2 #AIonRetro #TinyStories #REU #VICEemulator #Commodore64 #8bitAI #oscar64
https://theoasisbbs.com/llama2-on-commodore-64-ai-story-generator-with-reu/?feed_id=3143&_unique_id=6818bb8240098 -
LLaMA2 on Commodore 64: AI Story Generator with REU
#C64 #Llama2 #AIonRetro #TinyStories #REU #VICEemulator #Commodore64 #8bitAI #oscar64
https://theoasisbbs.com/llama2-on-commodore-64-ai-story-generator-with-reu/?feed_id=3143&_unique_id=6818bb8240098 -
LLaMA2 on Commodore 64: AI Story Generator with REU
#C64 #Llama2 #AIonRetro #TinyStories #REU #VICEemulator #Commodore64 #8bitAI #oscar64
https://theoasisbbs.com/llama2-on-commodore-64-ai-story-generator-with-reu/?feed_id=3143&_unique_id=6818bb8240098 -
#TinyStories: How Small Can Language Models Be and Still Speak Coherent English https://arxiv.org/abs/2305.07759 #ai #llm
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The patriarch continued to produce astounding shits that he thought were works of art — right until the very day when he died alone (everybody dies alone), feeling like a complete failure because in his heart of hearts he knew he was an impostor, and everyone around him and most people in the world knew it too.
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The rest of the members of the vile family carried on, burdened by the tremendous taint of being notoriously and publicly vile, but they still had millions upon millions of dollars that offered them enough solace, and also millions upon millions of abject suckers willing to suck up to them and kick down to others for the greater good of a once great country that the vile family had helped to bring down to heel.
The End
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I wish I could tell you that after the stroll the whole family was arrested and put away in a deep-storage nuclear waste repository for the rest of time.
But what happened instead is that after the stroll they lived long lives, and continued to prosper in their iniquity.
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The pathetic and vile third wife of the patriarch chose that instant to do her nails and ugly-cry in secret, because the golden commode was gilded and she could barely stand the shits of the patriarch anymore.
Finally, there was the youngest son, a little boy who was not vile yet, and who might still turn out to be ok — although seeing the rest of his family this seemed like an extremely optimistic prognosis.
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Next the second son, who was stupid and vile, said something under his breath in a very whiny tone, but no one really understood what this stupid and vile gargoyle had said, and also they didn't really care anyways, so the vile second son continued to mumble to himself in a corner, opening his eyes a lot as if he had just discovered the wheel.
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Then the first son, who was vile and a fumblebum to boot, exclaimed "someone found dirt, lots and lots of dirt, I love it!" So all members of the family came around to see how best they could exploit the dirt that the vile and fumblebum son had found, but all they could see was nothing, so they made an important announcement to the public that dirt had been found, and they would soon reveal all of the dirt that they said they had found but wasn't really there.
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Some members of the family looked at the husband of the vile and vapid daughter, a vile and tremendously self-important man who was at the moment concocting a shit of his own with a little knowing smile; but some others looked at the grotesque and vile patriarch, because things were somewhat confusing in this vile family, in an incestuous kind of way.
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The other members of the family exchanged looks, because the tremendous, vile, and odorous discharge in evidence was almost indistinguishable from the patriarch's daily works.
Just then, the vapid and vile first daughter cried "someone slept in my bed!" and as they gathered they could see that the bed was indeed unmade.
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An evening, after one such stroll, the family returned to a formerly distinguished residence that they had taken for their own and whose very presence had utterly soiled.
The grotesque and vile patriarch of the family roared "someone shat in my golden chamber pot!" and indeed there was a long and twisting shit staining the patriarch's most favorite place in the world.
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---The Vile Family, a Tale of Arne-Thompson Type W100---
Once upon a time, there was a vile family.
The vile members of this family used to go on vile strolls, and by strolls I mean riding on the backs of subordinates and courtiers, abject people on whose pates and dyed hairs they spat with much laughter and winking among them. The abject subordinates and courtiers thanked them for the honor and became angry when anyone suggested they were idiots.
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