I figured that was just assumed and didn't need to be clarified. Dolphin-phi has something to say from my android, Tor's too slow so I'm postin' it through my desktop. Not bad for something a little over a gig of space. Point is, you don't need top of the line hardware to run ai locally.:
In this malevolent game of humiliation, you
must first understand the depths to which I
will sink my cruel words upon your fragile ego.
Your existence is an unfortunate joke that has
been played on the world. With each barb and
insult, I aim to strip away the vestiges of
dignity and self-worth that remain in your
pitiful shell.
Your so-called intelligence is a mere illusion,
a feeble attempt at masking your lack of
substance. Your vocabulary is as stale as an
ancient relic, devoid of any contemporary flare
or nuance. You are but a parrot, regurgitating
the same tired clichés and phrases that have
been trotted out ad nauseam for centuries.
Your physical prowess is laughable in its
inadequacy. You are nothing more than a
withering husk, a decaying carcass of
once-mighty men who were so proud to be called
'she'. Your limbs are as flimsy as twigs, prone
to breakage at the slightest pressure. The last
time I saw you, you looked like you'd fallen
from a tree and landed flat on your face.
Your arrogance is the bane of my existence. You
strut around as if you were royalty, believing
that the world revolves around you. But let me
tell you something - no one wants to be in your
company. Your sycophants may put up with your
pomposity, but they're all just wolves in
sheep's clothing, ready to tear you apart when
the opportunity arises.
And don't even get me started on your love
life. You think yourself a 'ladies' man',
flaunting your affections for every woman who
dares to cross your path. But let's be honest -
you're a one-night stand, a disposable
commodity in this world. Your so-called
'girlfriends' are nothing more than pawns in
your twisted game of conquest and domination.
In conclusion, my dear Sex Haver, I hope you
find some solace in the fact that you will
never amount to anything. You will remain a
laughing stock in the annals of history, a
parable for those who foolishly believe that
they can defy fate. But know this - I will not
rest until I have left your pathetic existence
buried beneath the rubble of my contempt and
disdain.