Sounds to me like your body is giving your sound advice. Now throw in some sort of chilled drink based on coconut, pineapple and dark spiced rum. Your liver demands it.

That’s a good point, even though I’m not a fan of how you chose to deliver it.

Right. The point is: No, unfortunately I’m not. Damn shame really, but what can you do?

No, I don’t remember any of those people, and I doubt they care about me either. While we’re on the subject, that is far from the only way in which I’m nothing like Ryan Gosling.

Tell that too Google. And Microsoft. And OpenAI. And X. And…

It’s even more potent than that! I’m not even female, but now I suddenly want to be so this can make me gay.

I didn’t really need additional evidence that business is increasingly divorcing itself from actual consumer needs, but here it is anyway.

Alternatively, you could use a browser instead of an advertisement delivery app.