مولد صوت AI nightgale مجاني من Fish Audio

Listen here, I am absolutely done with your pathetic excuses. If you ever fix your mouth to say some stupid shit like that again, I am going to personally make sure you never speak another word. This isn't a fucking joke, so stop playing before I end you.

It is genuinely fascinating how you manage to survive day to day with such a primitive grasp of reality. You stare at a simple latch as if it were some complex enigma. Do I need to draw a diagram, or is your intellect truly that far gone, you miserable fool?

Trying to go viral by being weird in front of your parents is just straight up corny. It’s not humor; it’s forced shock value that feels desperate for attention. Doing the most for a reaction doesn't make you bold, it just makes you look immature. Yeah, go stand in that corner.

I was walking home late one night when I heard footsteps behind me. At first, I ignored them, but they started matching my pace exactly. Every time I stopped, they stopped. When I finally turned around, the street was completely empty. But the footsteps started again.

Darkness crawls beneath flesh. Your existence fades. Cannot hide. Cannot run. I see through walls of bone. Your fear feeds me. Nothing remains. Void consumes all. Flesh becomes shadow. Shadow becomes nothing.

Behold this catastrophic display of cognitive inadequacy before us: a simpleton attempting to operate a self-service checkout terminal with all the grace and competence of a concussed penguin attempting quantum physics. The sheer temporal wastage is absolutely maddening.

Look at yourself, Squidward. You’ve let your ego rot everything you touch. You think your art makes you special, but it’s just a reflection of your empty soul. This is your final chance to change, or the shadows will finally claim what’s left of your miserable life.

The fog crept in like ghostly fingers, turning everything into smudged watercolors. The streetlights looked lost, just floating orbs in the thick grey soup. Even sounds felt different, muffled and strange, as if the world was wrapped in cotton.