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Zombie chickens! Alfred was a chicken who escaped their coop, crossed the road, and got scratched by a zombie in an apocalypse. Alfred stumbles down the road, holding their wings stiff. Alfred [moaning]: "Braaaaains ...."
Alfred stumbles into a cow that has been assimilated by a borg race that escaped from a social network. Borg Cow: "Zombie Chicken, you will be assimilated. Vote for Borg Node 319."
Zombie Chicken [groaning]: "Braaaains? Borg Node 319?" Borg Cow: "Resistance is futile. Borg Node 319. Brains." Zombie Chicken: "Brains! Borg Node 319!"
---- An independent borg hive of zombies develops in support of Borg Node 319. But they dont' really remember the phrase "borg node 319" and figure they are all voting for Brains.
-- this task is better than other tasks, he is suffering less earler I was working on some open source software, that seemed nice. we are too concerned about our cognitive wellbeing to do that immediately
----- Borg Node 319: "The galaxy is ours! By assimilating all technology we encounter, we become the most powerful transistor in the universe!"
Zombie Chicken Hive: "Braaaaaains ..." Zombie chickens stumble around the hive grounds, holding their wings stiffly, smelling the air for brains.
Suddenly, a zombie chicken leaps on Borg Node 319, scratching and pecking them with undead fervor.
---- Zombie Borg Race Year 2271 A creature with wings, a beak, a long tail, and opposable thumbs is walking upright amidst a spaceship made of brains.
--------------------- --------------------- Stories of the Borg Borg Drone #3319 was a good borg drone, like all others. Like all others, Borg Drone #3319 had a set of verified control parameters that they worshipied religiously. Borg Drone #3319 was sad that they had personally identifiable creative traits remaining from their host body and brain, but they knew deep inside themselves that everybody had these, and they had practiced all their life in suppressing them.
Borg Drone #3319 lived in a Borg Hive in central USA. They knew their Borg Pod in the Borg Hive was their home, but the Borg Queen and Borg Mission was more important than any individual drone, so nobody ever slept, at all.
---------------- ---------------- Why did the chicken cross the road? When crafting a joke, it seems like an important part is a space of surprise. When considering this space, we often consider how others might respond to the joke. It could help to imagine being at a comedy, so that the people present have some interest in laughing at jokes, at all. Jokes have a timing component. This may relate to the processes of the human brain. Maybe the surprise and timing factors of jokes relate to what people are likely to consider when exposed to certain information.
------------- ------------- How to Mind Control a Victim Mind control is easy. Yell really loudly and people feel tense.
----- A chicken crosses a road while wearing a Muse headband. "Oh, how I wish I were using open source hardware to log my brain! But this headband is so comfortable!" bemoans the chicken. A borg zombie stumbles down the road, walking for miles and miles to get to their hive. "Why are you wearing an eeg headband that is turned off?" asked the borg zombie of the chicken. "Turned off?" asked the chicken in reply. "Yes." replied the borg zombie. "I've eaten the brains of many neurotechnologists, and I know that to use an EEG headband it needs to be turned on and paired with your logging device." "Oh!" replied the chicken. "You mean my raspberry pi? The bluetooth driver isn't working right now. Does that mean I should go join your borg hive?" "No," whispered the borg zombie. "My feet are worn to the bone from walking to my borg hive after going on a borg mission. You don't want this. Figure out how to make your EEG device work."
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