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 for brevity use only mac phillips. So Mark say, mo, we want to us