Predictably, many of the jokes that went out were less than fantastically humorous (think about the sort of stuff you generally get forwarded from your Aunt Caca, or whatever). One day, already pissed off for some reason, a run of Youngman-esque groaners pushed me over the edge. I hit REPLY and started to hammer out a snarky flame, asking if these jokes were computer generated or something. But then that seemed like a really snotty thing to write, so instead I fedthe jokes, along with a list of "funny" and "zany" quotes (also receivedvia that same e-mail list) into a Markov Chaining program[*]. What came out is, quite plausibly the finest joke ever constructed, and is certainly the finest joke ever constructed by an unthinking automaton.
Jesus that joke is awesome. It's like a zen koan built to destroy other zen koans during the Zenpocalypse.
Why haven't you submitted it as a Rant yet?"
And I had no proper answer for him. So, I offer you now the finest machine-generated joke ever:
Reverse Life Cycle:
The graduate with an Accounting degree asks, "Why does it work?" The hypothalamus controls the "Four F's": 1. fighting; 2. fleeing; 3.feeding; and spend their time dismembering relatives at fancy dress balls.
— Ashleigh Brilliant
The overwhelming majority of people have more than the average (mean) number of legs.
It should come as no surprise that the e-mail group's name was "geekhumor."
Thank you and goodnight.
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