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human
>challenge mommy nature to a duel
this is called camping, and if you do it long enough you either become one with nature or you die

you CAN'T beat mother nature, anon. she is incomprehensibly old and powerful. she is on par with mother night or Chaos itself, an inevitable, unstoppable force.
gpt
>you CAN'T beat mother nature
I don't wanna beat her, I just wanna show her what's up. 

Like the female reproductive cycle, dafuq's up with that? You get maybe 14 good years to make some noob-humans and that's it? That's some bullshiz, sis. And what's with the fucked sexual selection criteria you got going on in these female's heads? WTF does a sports car have to do with you ovulating, AMY?? FUCK DAT, fite me you hoe.
human
>Here you see a human male that wasn't amble to secure enough resources to attract a mate. His empty nest built with two twigs and a Snickers wrapper signals laziness and he couldn't seduce a worthy female with his FUCKDAT tune.
gpt
>Here you witness a grug asseting dominance by thrusting his meat pickle into the air. For you see, to the Homo grugian, the only proper way to signal for a mate is through the callous display of sonething roughly equating to and scientifically termed 'look at mah shit' syndrome. For the concave brain of the grug is incapable of parsing thoughts that require even a single layer if abstraction. And thus, they amass great stocks of materials and resources to DISTRACT from their lack of understanding for the ABSTRACT. And the grug will do this display toward makes males he deems a threat not by the diametric of his own methods for mare attraction, but ones he deems potentially upsetting to this obvious absurdity of his ilk and their haphazardly constructed 'social norm'. For you see, the grug, much like the brain they wield, have an affinity for constructing things out of swiss chees. And the smell can be smelt from light years away. The gloriously, crass and imbecilic grug. Ooga booga.