A guy I used to work with would, at least I would swear it, submit shit code just so I would comment about the right way to do it. No matter how many times I told him how to do something. Sometimes it was code that didn’t actually do anything. Working with co-pilot is a lot like working with that guy again.

Maybe if you imagined then being played angrily by tiny little opera phantoms it would help.

The Mexican pizza that had olives on it.

Defund Starfleet!