Cluckstruck — The AI Algorithm Class

Sterling, since when do you know a girl this hot? That reminded me I hadn't introduced myself yet. I turned around. Hi everyone, I'm Lily. You're Lily?

Someone shouted so loud I jumped. A chicken in a black shirt was staring at me like it had seen a ghost. The voice sounded familiar. Yeah, do you know me?

I'm Blake! His voice had cracked. Oh, break. Alexander's hand holding his textbook went stiff for a fraction of a second.

Where do you sit? Uh, back row. Mind if I sit next to you? sure delighted i followed him toward the back only then noticing his shoulders relax a little

lily what's up the chicken opened its mouth like it wanted to say something but the professor had already walked in everyone seats let's begin i sat down beside alexander only then feeling his shoulders finally loosen the class was something called ai algorithm design i lasted 10 minutes before my soul left my body.

The professor was up there, practically on fire. So assume the input vector X. I looked down, drew a rubber chicken in my notebook, drew another, drew a third.

After a while, I looked up at Alexander, then back down. Among a whole flock of chickens, I sketched a stick figure, wildly abstract.