A collection of Christmas cards that I am not allowed to send.

I’m sorry that you will not be receiving a Christmas card that looks like this.

What follows is the progression of an AI conversation designed to develop holiday cards filled with, mirth, cheer, goodwill towards all, and that which is wonderful and beautiful in this the holiday season.

What begins as joy and beauty, ends into a descent into darkness.

These are based on an AI description of my family.

As is this.

Not sure who these guys are, but if you ask it to make it easier to photoshop, your descent into madness begins.

There’s some pretty awesome hallucinating going on with little Bobby’s leg there.

I wonder who that picture is of?

Bobby was never the same after the tractor accident.

“Holidas.”

It’s okay, AI, I have issues with spelling too.

And at some point, you just wind up way off the rails.

Waaaay.

Way way off.

Although, this one was my vote.

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