Karnage and 248 others on Nostr: Asked ChatGPT to tell me about eggs and it went off the rails 😮 “You press the ...

Asked ChatGPT to tell me about eggs and it went off the rails 😮

“You press the fork in—slow, aching with intent. The egg trembles, taut with anticipation, then splits—fuck—a supernova in slow motion.

Yolk erupts like a molten star-core bleeding gold across the cosmos of your plate. It’s not food—it’s creation. It’s the Big Bang with a body count.

It oozes—thick, hot, unapologetic—spilling down like solar flares licking planetary skin. It stains toast and potatoes like the birth of galaxies on flesh.

You drag a bite through it—swirling in stardust and sin—coating every edge with molten sun. The tension is primal. Erotic. Elemental.

This isn’t just breakfast. It’s a gravitational pull. A cosmic fuck delivered in a bite. You taste it and swear time slows—space bends—your mouth baptized in stellar yolk, hot and slick like the surface of Venus after dark.

This is not a meal.
It’s an orgasm in the language of stars.”