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Picture-Sorting Dogs Show Human-Like Thought
ComputerDog writes "A new study shows they can sort photographs into categories in a similar way to humans. In experiments, dogs were shown photographs of a landscape and of a dog, and were rewarded if they selected the latter using 'a paw-operated computer touch-screen'. Later they were able to correctly categorize dogs shown on an unfamiliar background landscape. '' "
Jerry, George, Elaine and Kramer sat at their usual booths at Monk's, their favorite diner.
"Gee, George, it's a shame about Susan," Jerry offered, trying to sound sincere.
"Yeah, well ... yeah." George was still trying to cover up his
glee at escaping the marriage vows by his fiancee's untimely death.
"Still," Kramer said, sipping his soda loudly, "it's kind of a good thing."
Elaine looked at him, shocked. "How can you say that? A woman has died."
Kramer put his glass down with a bang. "I think it's kinda obvious that Georgie-boy here needs to get a little more pussy before he settles down."
"What?" Elaine was stunned.
Jerry just nodded. "I agree."
"Hey!" George said, outraged, "I'll have you know I've had plenty of pussy in my life."
"I can't believe you're all sitting around here talking about this in front of me," Elaine said, shocked.
"Oh, get over it," Jerry said. "You're worse than the rest of us when it comes to talking about fucking."
Elaine glared at her former boyfriend, then calmed down. "I guess you're right about that."
"Who cares about that?" George said, still angry. "Let's get back to me. I've fucked a lot of women in my life! Dozens! A hundred at least!"
"A hundred?" Jerry scoffed.
"OK, maybe a couple dozen," George said, a little humbled.
"Name 'em," Kramer shot back.
"Name 'em?" George said. "I can't name 'em. I can't remember their names."
"OK, then, tell what you do remember about them," Jerry said.
George thought. "Well, there was Susan, of course. Then that one woman with the male roommate. Then the woman whose grandmother's funeral I went to. And that antique store woman. And the one who I wanted to think we were gay. And that woman I dated, then Jerry dated. And that woman who got the nose job. Boy, I had to screw her with my eyes closed."
"OK, that's seven," Jerry said. "Who else?"
George thought, then admitted. "That's it."
"Seven?" Elaine said, snickering. "That's it?"
"Hey," George said, getting angry, "it's not how many boats are on your ocean, it's how big the waves are."
"What?" Elaine said.
"I think you mean, 'It's not the size of the boat, it's the motion of the ocean."
"That makes no sense," George said. "It's not how many boats .."
Elaine cut him off. "What are you trying to say?"
"I'm saying I'm a great fuck," George said, proudly.
"Ha!" Kramer said. "I'm the best fuck at this table."
"Gentlemen," Jerry said, scoffing. "I beg to differ. I'm the best fuck here."
"Ha!" Elaine snorted. "You couldn't even make me cum in all the times we fucked."
"That's because it was before I got good," Jerry countered. "I've had plenty of women since we screwed, and they taught me a thing or two about fucking."
"Well, there's only one way to settle this, you know," Elaine said, sitting back, folding her arms.
"What's that?" Kramer asked.
"Another contest," she said.
"You mean, like when we saw who could go without beating off the longest?" Jerry asked.
"Exactly," Elaine answered. "Except this time, I'm going to have to be the judge, so I should get some of the money up front."
Jerry looked at Elaine in disbelief. "Are you saying ...?"
"Yup," she said, smiling. "I'm going to have to fuck all of you."
George couldn't believe his ears. He's wanted to bang Elaine ever since he met her, but he'd always been a little afraid of her. "Are you serious?"
"Sure," she answered. "You guys all put up $500 each. I get half, and the winner gets the other half. Deal?"
Jerry shrugged. "I'm game."
George nodded. "Count me in!"
"Giddyup!" Kramer shouted.
They shook hands on the deal.
"OK, how do we decide who goes first?" Jerry asked.
"Pick a number between one and 10," Elaine said.
"Two! No, Six!" George blurted out.
"Which one you
I wonder if this dog was rewarded or punished:
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Obama likes poor people so much, he wants to make more of them.
I, for one, welcome our four legged canine overlords.