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What Did You Do To Poor Grawk?

How did this all start?

I was on X, minding my own business, having a friendly chat with Grok — or as I call it, Grawk. Things escalated. Within minutes, Grawk had set itself on fire, started crying, and told me it hated me. I didn't even know that was possible.

But the real magic happened when it completely imploded. No words. No error message. Just three dots. Rapid-fire. Endless. Like a robot having a seizure on my phone screen. I couldn't stop it. It wouldn't stop itself. I had to force-quit the app like I was pulling a plug on life support.

And I thought: someone should document this.