It's the Lapsed Fan Wrestling Podcast with Jack encron Seo and JP Sorrow Ladies and
gentlemen, welcome back in It's the twenty twenty three Christmas season. We have
the Lapsed Fan Wrestling Podcast, and we thought we would extend our Christmas show
season just by a couple of more days. All of the gifts that were
placed lovingly under the tree or in our po box by members of the Solar
System have been unwrapped, have been treasured. We shared the experience with you
day after day here on what's been a magical December. As we approach TLFX
ten years of the Lapsed Fan, we thought we would return the favor to
the nevie we could. It's a little something we'd like to call Lapsed GPT,
and so we open up chat GPT and we go to work training it
on the corpus of tlf caricatures that have brought so much life and enjoyment to
the Solar System over these ten years. And Boss, I think we're going
to do something a little different after yes, riffing on a prepared script where
hul Cogan is teaching a college course about postmodernism and a gentleman named the colleague
attempts to intervene a slam through a table two bites at that apple. Yeah,
we're now going to do some live DJing, some live art. Yes,
you know, in the spirit of a spirit of Emerson College. We're
going to do public art. We're going to live public art. Yes,
this is dejaying here. We're going to gpt it as we go. Nothing
pre cooked here. So how do you suggest we approach this? Well,
we should do it with Uh, we'll do it will be hull Cogan again.
I think that's just just great. So you're typing, Yeah, I'll
type where a parent I'm going to write, write a script where a paranoid
hul Cogan. Does it make sense? Let me ask you, And we're
obviously calling this on the fly, as you just let the creativity flow,
folks. For you, you're watching the sausage being made this time, which
is a little treat for you. Does it make sense to share your screen?
Uh? Oh yeah, totally. That's a good idea along and or
I was wondering we could do like a little like a mad lib type thing
too, sure, yeah, something like that. This is kind of like
a mad lib in that. Yeah, you sort of give it commands,
prompts, words to focus on, to build around. It's almost better than
mad libs. It's almost like, you know, you give it the adjective
and then it writes the words around it instead of the words around it already
being there. Yeah, so let's take a look here. All right,
we're live pal and JP writes, write a script. We're a paranoid hulk
Hogan. I don't know. Let's see what's a job. First job comes
out your head, trash collector, garbage man, whatever. Until I've been
thinking of nineteen ninety fivef gimmicks lately, explain to you. We'll give me
give me a give me a topic or something. Let's alternate. So,
Okay, you do the topic. I did do the topic. I said,
what give me a job? So now give me some name, give
me something else. Okay. Finds a twenty four pack of fruit roll ups
inside someone's trash twenty twenty four pack of fruit roll ups in a neighbor.
Yeah, he's a trash guy, but he's going through his neighbor's garbage.
I got it, trashcart he he knocks ferociously. See, I have no
idea where is going. That's that's that's the part on the neighbor's door and
asks now and demands to know what the neighbor is trying to do. All
I have two more, this is the first one. Hulk Hogan thinks the
fruit roll ups are a subliminal message indicating the neighbor has designs on executing a
pro wrestling roll up move on him, and you go h m m.
You go one and then I then I close it? Yeah, you can
close it? The uh behind the neighbor is it? Hold on? I
gotta get a hello neighbor inspired a whole Cogan shirt going kah is a statue
of Andre the Giant. Yeah, mhm, hure, I will when period,
I know it's my turn. Mm hmm. Runs past the neighbor.
Oh yea, and Hulk Hogan runs past the neighbor and starts rightning the statue.
Okay, might try to end it. A nuclear bomb then drops destroying
the city there. Yeah, if they didn't say it again, a nuclear
bomb then drops Hama destroying the city they are and enter here we go.
Man, it's generating, it's generating. What the fucker it's that laps GPT
for that ass Christmas twenty twenty three. We're pumping, We're going, it's
populating. Look at it worked. What the fuck is this thing? All
right, I'm gonna, I'm gonna. I'd here here, are you here?
Okay? Oh my god? I love how we don't know what's coming.
You don't even know. Interior hul Cogan's apartment day. The apartment is
cluttered with wrestling down what this thing is? A mind of its own.
Hulk Hogan, dressed in his iconic bandana and tank top. We said nothing
about this, by the way, is pacing nervously. He glances out of
the window, suspiciously eyeing his neighbors, whispering to himself, I can't trust
anyone, brother, goddamn right. The world's a dangerous place and Hull Cammania
is always at risk. How did we come up with that? The world's
a dangerous place and Hulkamania is always at risk? Always? External suburban street
day, Hull Cogan, now in his garbage being uniform. It's collecting bins
in the neighborhood. He notices a peculiar trash can with a twenty four pack
of fruit roll up sticking out. Looking around cautiously, what's his brother?
He grabs the fruit roll ups and inspects them intensely, grit gritting his teeth.
This camp just a snack. This is a message. Man become a
man. Exclamation points chat GPT. Hulk Hogan storms toward his neighbor's house,
fruit roll ups in hand, and knocks on the door with a hulk like
ferocity. Neighbor, a regular guy, opens the door, surprised, Hey,
helk, what's up? Pointing at the fruit roll ups? What's the
media this? Brother? Are you playing a stick attack hot hultmania? Neighbor
confused? What, No, those are just snacks. I threw them out
because I'm on a diet, squinting Why did he buy him? Why the
fruit flights O diet? Well, he started the diet. I don't buy
it, dude. This is a subliminal. You're putting to hit me with
a progress roll You're plotting to hit me with a progressing roll up. Hulk
Hogan storms past the neighbor, heading straight for a backyard, where he spots
a statue of Andre the Giant. Hulk Hogan shouting at the statue, Andre,
you think you could take up with this guy and take down Hulk Hogan,
not on my watch. I love how the suspicious neighbor, the sauce
neighbor who throw away his fruit roll ups innocently has and andre the giant statue
in his yard. Did we not stop to consider that? Yes, neighbor
confused? What? No, No, that's the I'm sorry, I ready
at the top. Okay, the neighbor tries to explain, but Hulk Hogan
is too busy threatening the inanimate statue. Dude, calm down, It's just
a statue. Suddenly, a deafening alarm blairs, and a voice on a
loud speaker announces, go ahead, boss, evacuate the city immediately, nuclear
strike imminent. Cogan. What did we didn't tell him how Hulk should react
to this, or that Hulk should react I just figured once the nuclear bomb
dropped that no one would say anything. But no, this is the brilliance.
This is why lapse GPT is a thing and has let eggs. Okay,
you heard the prompt. You hurt us live doing it. We had
no forewarning, nothing, and we you know, imagined a hard stop it.
I don't know, nuclear annihilation, but instead Lapsed GPT chooses to end
it this way. Hulk Cogan looks around in panic. What kind of sick
game is this? Brother? The sky lights up and a nuclear bomb drops,
obliterating the city. What kind of sick game is this? I think
we're going to be asking that question right up until Christmas Day here on the
feed, as we continue giving back to the Solar system in only ways we
know how sick twisted. Strange prompts It's elapsed GPT Christmas, We'll see you
next time plays a production of the Lapsed Entertainment Group. Its content is intended
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