It’s a spam account on Twitter that is beloved by thousands, a weird collision of crappy advertising and postmodern humor.
Sometimes the nonsense is so real it catches you off guard. It’s like a modern form of found poetry. Or maybe it’s like laughing at a foreigner’s uncertain pronunciation of “cheeseburger,” but more politically correct. “The awful presentation, the bumbling bot-speak, the unbuyable books” lend a certain charm, writes John Herrman over at Splitsider. As our daily world becomes more and more populated by autonomous machines, we can look forward to a wealth of this sort of byproduct hilarity.