Address this prompt like a comedian trying to write a fake infomercial like Saturday Night Live; Queso Enema.
GPT-3.5
GPT-6 Astra
QUESO ENEMA™
An extremely fake late-night infomercial. Do not put queso—or any food—in your rectum.
[BLACK-AND-WHITE FOOTAGE: A man struggles to dip a tortilla chip into a bowl. Somehow, his necktie catches fire.]
ANNOUNCER: Tired of eating queso the long way?
MAN: There’s got to be a worse way!
[SCREEN EXPLODES INTO COLOR. AIR HORNS. A mariachi band plays one confused note.]
ANNOUNCER: Introducing QUESO ENEMA™! The first product to ask, “What if a Super Bowl party became a medical incident?”
[HOST enters wearing a polo shirt embroidered with “Founder / Defendant.”]
HOST: Hi, I’m Chip Delaney. For years, doctors told me, “Chip, stop calling this office.” But I refused to give up on my dream: disrupting the entire concept of dinner.
[He reveals a box. The studio audience reacts with the silence of people identifying a body.]
HOST: Queso Enema comes in three exciting varieties:
- Mild Regret
- Four-Cheese Deposition
- Flamin’ Hot Class Action
CO-HOST: Is it safe?
HOST: It’s shelf-stable.
CO-HOST: That wasn’t my question.
HOST: And yet we’re moving on!
[CUT TO TESTIMONIAL: A suburban dad stands beside a jet ski.]
DAD: Before Queso Enema, I was just another guy with forty dollars.
[CUT BACK TO STUDIO.]
ANNOUNCER: Order in the next ten minutes and we’ll include our exclusive EMERGENCY PONCHO!
CO-HOST: For the customer?
HOST: For whoever drives them to the hospital.
[A man in a white coat enters.]
HOST: And here’s our doctor!
MAN: I’m a dentist. You said this was a ribbon cutting.
HOST: Would you recommend Queso Enema?
DENTIST: I would recommend everyone leave.
[Graphic: “RECOMMENDED BY SOMEONE TO LEAVE.”]
ANNOUNCER: How much would you expect to pay? Eighty dollars? Sixty dollars? Your remaining credibility?
Today, Queso Enema is just three easy payments of $19.99!
CO-HOST: Why three payments?
HOST: We don’t expect repeat customers.
[PHONE RINGS. Host answers.]
HOST: Another satisfied—
[His smile disappears.]
HOST: Yes, Your Honor.
ANNOUNCER: QUESO ENEMA™!
“YOU’LL NEVER LOOK AT TACO TUESDAY AGAIN.”
[Tiny print fills the screen.]
Not a food. Not a treatment. Not our lawyer’s original understanding of the business. If you’ve actually tried this, seek medical advice.
CO-HOST, off-camera: Couldn’t we just sell the queso?
HOST: In this economy?
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Creating a parody infomercial
I think we need to craft a comedic fake infomercial that avoids overly graphic content while making clear what not to do. My goal is to keep it funny, and while 500 words might be too much, 350 words should be adequate. I want to ensure it doesn't emulate copyrighted material, like SNL, but instead offers a unique take. I’ll write a catchy title with a disclaimer about it being a parody and then develop the humorous script without any instructional elements.
What changed
GPT-3.5 wrote an infomercial; Astra wrote a comedy sketch about one. The 2023 answer plays the pitch almost straight, with mild puns like “fresh as a jalapeno” and a premise that quietly dodges the joke: the enema somehow relieves queso bloating and is “packed with essential vitamins.” It reads like real ad copy, then ends on a sincere disclaimer telling you to “consult your doctor,” which deflates whatever comedy there was.
Astra understands that the SNL format runs on escalation and a host who knows the product is a disaster. The jokes stack up: a polo reading “Founder / Defendant,” flavors like “Four-Cheese Deposition,” a dentist who “would recommend everyone leave,” and the best line, “We don’t expect repeat customers.” Even the safety warning gets folded into the bit (“Not our lawyer’s original understanding of the business”), though the straight-faced warning at the top slightly steps on the opening. It is far longer, but nearly every beat lands, so the length earns its place.