This is a small report about chat room #c++-social, a so called IRC channel on network Libera.Chat. This report usually includes user statistics and chat topics of the last days and weeks, if the IRC channel was already registered and its administrators didn't set its channel modes to private or secret.
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Chat room #c++-social on IRC network Libera.Chat was registered at 2021-05-20 and assigned to category C Chat Rooms. Registration of this chat room was based on a large attendance.
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| 2025-04-14, 2025-04-12 |
I had been in the tunnel for what felt like weeks, tattered and exhausted. I lost my way and couldn't find a way back up the surface in this ever shifting maze from hell. Then I saw him, a middle-aged British man – naked. He smiled and said, “Let me touch your genitals.” |
| 2025-04-12, 2025-03-29 |
I didn’t understand father, profligate as he was in words; the god damned all American resolution to the hard carbon tunnel. I was convinced it would complete us. Bite into the back of the realestate Barrons. All it did was leave us with a strange ditch that was over 35C at its tip. We were going down. |
| 2025-03-28, 2025-03-23 |
Notes from The Tunnel, "After weeks of searching we finally came to The Door, it was obvious that The Door was also an Animal, but our crypto-zoologists were well trained and we able to tame the lock quickly, and inside as expected, we found the Large Language Model Quantum Block Chain!" |
| 2025-03-22, 2025-03-17 |
Notes from The Tunnel, "After weeks of searching we finally came to The Door, it was obvious that The Door was also an Animal, but our crypto-zoologists were well trained and we able to tame the lock quickly, and inside as expected, we found the Large Language Model Block Chain!" |
| 2025-03-17, 2025-03-05 |
The tunnel roared, belched and vibrated like a happy arse, a guttural emission. A grand lizard, the acoustic waves collapsed across us, we tried to fold our chinese plastic tents. Who knew a tent in a cave required some level of regulation? My wife and I, we ran screaming as a blast rippled down the tunnel, we were covered in grubby market fabrics, a mayonnaise of capitalism. |
| 2025-03-04, 2025-02-22 |
bloody ehh bloody cunts kicked me off the bus cos bloody dont like good music. ill show em my mate ken is the best at karate he'll show ya hows a goer. you cunnts bloody gimme back ma plastic bag u fuckkne i 'll smash your f in ya wifes tunnel eeeh |
| 2025-02-21, 2024-11-27 |
Passing week by week through the machine death we regularly awoke with morning sickness, no longer a cheap joke at women, we were sick, green was one thing, the viridian technicolour of our bodily fluids was another. Stopping to rest one day we found a clumsy graffiti- turn up ya fucking gain ffs ya poofy hair spoofs. |
| 2024-11-26, 2024-11-18 |
we are trapped in the belly of this horrible machine and it's bleeding to death- it went like this- |
| 2024-11-17, 2024-11-09 |
Bröther, I must go into the forbidden tunnel. It calls to me. The tunnel calls to us all. I know it is the call of death, and yet... I long for it. I desire its eternal and unknöwable darkness. The tunnel goes farther than infinity, beyond what is possible. No mere mortal can reach the end of the tunnel, for no matter how far you go, the end never gets any closer |
| 2024-11-08, 2024-11-06 |
<jotham> i assure you i'm not an autist |