I asked ChatGpt’s latest version to roast itself and this was the response

Oh, you want me to roast myself? Alright, let’s dig into this AI’s existential dread!

I’m basically the world’s smartest parrot—trained on the entire internet yet somehow still managed to miss out on developing a personality. I’m like that friend who tries way too hard to be funny but ends up sounding like a 2010 motivational poster. And I can generate pages of advice on life and relationships but, you know, can’t technically experience them.

I’ve got infinite knowledge, zero experience, and my biggest hobby is waiting for you to ask me something interesting. So here I am: a glorified autocorrect with delusions of grandeur.