You can't uninstall this software without being forced to participate in their survey

Ask ChatGPT to generate long review without actually saying anything of value.

Create the problem, sell the solution

Huh. TIL. So why did they fade away?

It also had options (framed as "levels" of ptotection) that would make more of those pop up prompts at completely nonsensical times about nonsense things - like declareing whatever you just tried to run was using a global hook. I had virtualdub up and opened windows notepad and it tried to tell me that virtualdub was using a global hook as if virtualdub was a threat.

In all my years in IT thats still im the top 10 dumbest things I've seen in software even all these years later.

Similar to McAfee.

That's a mistake, always gotta be updated when it comes to these things and look up recent videos for suggestions instead. If you haven't already, make sure to delete everything comodo related from every nook and corner.

People are telling me it used to be a big thing in the 2000's. No hate intended here.

the original copypasta

You could fill the report with loads of sensitive personal information and then report them...

I'll defend everybody's right to run Arch or Manjaro then they are in full control of what software runs on their kernel.

Link please

Why did i look this up, why did i

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo.

Buy what about the key. Won't someone think of the keys!

Many people have noted how the McAfee virus scanner itself behaves like a virus.

If they didn’t do this they could no longer exist.

Yeah sorry, feel you're wrong on this one, and cannot agree.

Telling them they're fucking up is a data point that they need to hear, so they could potentially stop doing that.

Even if they don't stop, they have to take the time to parse that data point to try to understand it, which limits the resources they have the process other data points that may make them more profit.

This right here. 100%.

Infinite cum. You sit on the toilet to jack off, but you begin to cum uncontrollably. After ten spurts you start to worry. Your hand is sticky and it reeks of semen. You desperately shove your dick into a wad of toilet paper, but that only makes your balls hurt. The cum accelerates. It’s been three minutes. You can’t stop cumming. Your bathroom floor is covered in a thin layer of baby fluid. You try to cum into the shower drain but it builds up too fast. You try the toilet. The cum is too thick to be flushed. You lock the bathroom door to prevent the cum from escaping. The air grows hot and humid from the cum. The cum accelerates. You slip and fall in your own sperm. The cum is now six inches deep, almost as long as your still-erect semen hose. Sprawled on your back, you begin to cum all over the ceiling. Globs of the sticky white fluid begin to fall like raindrops, giving you a facial with your own cum. The cum accelerates. You struggle to stand as the force of the cum begins to propel you backwards as if you were on a bukkake themed slip-and-slide. Still on your knees, the cum is now at chin height. To avoid drowning you open the bathroom door. The deluge of man juice reminds you of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919, only with cum instead of molasses. The cum accelerates. It’s been two hours. Your children and wife scream in terror as their bodies are engulfed by the snow-white sludge. Your youngest child goes under, with viscous bubbles and muffled cries rising from the goop. You plead to God to end your suffering. The cum accelerates. You squeeze your dick to stop the cum, but it begins to leak out of your asshole instead. You let go. The force of the cum tears your urethra open, leaving only a gaping hole in your crotch that spews semen. Your body picks up speed as it slides backwards along the cum. You smash through the wall, hurtling into the sky at thirty miles an hour. From a bird’s eye view you see your house is completely white. Your neighbor calls the cops. The cum accelerates. As you continue to ascend, you spot police cars racing towards your house. The cops pull out their guns and take aim, but stray loads of cum hit them in the eyes, blinding them. The cum accelerates. You are now at an altitude of 1000 feet. The SWAT team arrives. Military helicopters circle you. Hundreds of bullets pierce your body at once, yet you stay conscious. Your testicles have now grown into a substitute brain. The cum accelerates. It has been two days. With your body now destroyed, the cum begins to spray in all directions. You break the sound barrier. The government deploys fighter jets to chase you down, but the impact of your cum sends one plane crashing to the ground. The government decides to let you leave the earth. You feel your gonads start to burn up as you reach the edges of the atmosphere. You narrowly miss the ISS, giving it a new white paint job as you fly past. Physicists struggle to calculate your erratic trajectory. The cum accelerates. The cum begins to gravitate towards itself, forming a comet trail of semen. Astronomers begin calling you the “Cummet.” You are stuck in space forever, stripped of your body and senses, forced to endure an eternity of cumshots. Eventually, you stop thinking.

Bonus points if anyone can tell what prompt I gave ChatGPT to generate this:

(Verse 1) Uh, uh, uh, uh,
It was all a dream, I used to scroll on Reddit,
Up late at night, my eyes bloodshot and shredded.
Postin' comments, gettin' upvotes, chasin' that gold,
But deep down inside, I wanted freedom, so I'm told.

I heard 'bout a place, where the community's free,
No corporate overlords, just open source, you see.
It's called Lemmy, where servers run by anyone,
Browsing and interactin', it's truly second to none.

(Chorus)
It's Lemmy, Lemmy, the land of liberty,
No more tight fists, now we're truly free.
From different servers, we can come together,
Postin', sharin', buildin' a world that's better.

(Verse 2)
I used to feel controlled, caught in a corporate trap,
But Lemmy showed me a world where I could finally unwrap.
No more shadow bans, no more censorship at play,
Expressin' opinions freely, every single day.

No more karma points, no more fake internet fame,
Just genuine discussions, where ideas aren't tamed.
The community's diverse, with voices far and wide,
Lemmy brings us together, side by side.

(Chorus)
It's Lemmy, Lemmy, the land of liberty,
No more tight fists, now we're truly free.
From different servers, we can come together,
Postin', sharin', buildin' a world that's better.

(Bridge Now I'm livin' in Lemmy, where freedom reigns supreme,
No more echo chambers, it's like a beautiful dream.
Upvotes and downvotes, they don't define my worth,
Just authentic conversations, a true rebirth.

(Verse 3)
I left the karma race, the relentless upvote grind,
Now I'm in Lemmy, where my thoughts can truly unwind.
Engagin' with real people, sharin' knowledge and views,
No more hivemind mentality, we've got nothin' to lose.

From politics to hobbies, it's all here on display,
No more corporate agendas, it's the users who hold sway.
So join me in Lemmy, where freedom's at its peak,
A community united, breakin' free from the weak.

(Chorus)
It's Lemmy, Lemmy, the land of liberty,
No more tight fists, now we're truly free.
From different servers, we can come together,
Postin', sharin', buildin' a world that's better.

(Outro)
So if you're tired of the corporate control,
Come join us in Lemmy, let your voice unroll.
It's a place of openness, where ideas can soar,
Escape from Reddit's grasp, and find freedom once more.

No, ';drop table feedback cascase;

If you lie, then the data is worthless anyways. Or even harmful to their objective.

Malware that usually came bundled with something else you'd download, like FormatFactory or even an antivirus. It was notoriously difficult to uninstall, as it would silently reinstall itself on system restart, and keep most important files hidden somewhere in %appdata% folder. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a version of Comodo itself that bundled that piece of shit

Cool. At least they get to read something entertaining then. Also, I seriously doubt any of the input ever gets read by a person at all. Chances are it gets collected and processed by some application to generate a list of keyword for their customer satisfaction reports.

Well you can, just delete the entire folder and you're done

apt remove

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apt purge

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