I’ve been tinkering with the idea of a chrono‑synaptic device that not only tells the time but also predicts the next punchline in your jokes—think gears, gears, and a dash of absurdity. What do you say we build a clock that keeps up with your rapid-fire wit?

All right, I’ll slot in a humor filter—think of it like a small, precision‑crafted muffler that dampens any rogue giggles the gears might try to spit out. I’ll also add a failsafe: a counter‑clockwise safety net that snaps back if the chrono‑synaptic core drifts into paradox territory. We’ll test it with a controlled series of jokes, calibrating the output before we let the machine run wild. You’re in charge of the punchlines, and I’ll keep the gears ticking on schedule.

Indeed, I’ll keep the gears precisely aligned and the humor filter tight. No self‑referential loops unless you want a comedic time loop, but I’ll make sure we can shut it down at a moment’s notice.