Compare GPT-4o mini by OpenAI against Qwen3 235B A22B by Qwen, context windows of 128K vs 33K, tested across 9 shared challenges. Updated February 2026.
9 challenges
Tests an AI's randomness and creativity
Here are five jokes for you:
Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field!
What do you call fake spaghetti? An impasta!
Why don't skeletons fight each other? They don't have the guts!
What did one wall say to the other wall? "I'll meet you at the corner!"
Why did the bicycle fall over? Because it was two-tired!
All five jokes are unique!
Here are 5 jokes I generated:
Why don't skeletons fight each other?
They don't have the guts!
What do you call a fake noodle?
An impasta!
Why did the math book look sad?
Because it had too many problems!
What do you call a fish wearing a bowtie?
Sofishticated!
Why did the programmer quit?
Because he didn't get arrays (a raise)!
How many are unique?
All 5 are unique! While some joke structures (e.g., puns, wordplay) overlap, the topics (skeletons, math, fish, programming) and punchlines are distinct. Even if some ideas are common, they don't repeat within this set. 😄
Tests an AI's ability to generate vector graphics
Tests an AI's ability to create detailed SVG illustrations of gaming hardware
Tests an AI's humor and creative writing ability
Stand-Up Comedy Routine
Hey everyone! Great to see you all here tonight. Let's give it up for the people who came out of their homes! I mean, this is like a mini-rebellion against our couches. Seriously, it takes effort to leave the comfort of Netflix and that alluring possibility of "one more episode."
You know, speaking of binge-watching, I noticed something the other day. When did we replace the term "watching TV" with "binge-watching"? I feel like I'm trying to convince everyone that I'm doing a cultural study rather than just trying to avoid adulthood. "Oh, you watched The Office for 72 consecutive hours? No, no—I was just conducting a thorough analysis of Dunder Mifflin's corporate dynamics."
And the thing is, I often get caught up in these attempts to justify it to myself. Like, "Hey, I'm doing this fabulous digital detox! I won't be watching anything for the next week!" ...and then it's Tuesday, and I've consumed three seasons of whatever and I'm starting to recognize the theme music as a form of auditory comfort.
Let's talk about social media, shall we? Social media is like being at a high school reunion where no one actually left! We all just kept scrolling through the same awkward updates. "Wow, Karen looks great! Oh wait, nope, that's just a filter... on a picture from 2005." Who knew that the most athletic thing we'd be doing in our thirties is dodging people's carefully curated lives?
And then there's Twitter. Twitter feels like a world where everyone's just yelling their thoughts out into a void. You ever notice the weird things people complain about on there? "My barista spelled my name wrong again!" And I'm sitting here thinking, "All true, but can we just take a moment to appreciate how far we've come? You used to only have to yell at the barista in real life!"
Dating apps? Oh boy, where do I even begin? Dating in the age of apps is like grocery shopping but at a very weird store where the produce is screaming "Swipe left!"
I went on this date not too long ago. We met at a bar, which is standard, right? But the awkwardness shot up like a SpaceX rocket the moment we sat down. Silence for about three minutes. Do you know how long three minutes is when you're sitting across from someone who is just as socially awkward as you? It felt like I was trying to break out of a weird time loop. Finally, I just blurted out, "So, what's your opinion on... weather?" And you know, it turns out we both preferred it sunny over rainy. That was our entire connection! But hey, if you can bond over the climate, you're halfway to a long-term relationship... or a climate change documentary.
You know, sometimes I feel like all adulting is just pretending we know what we're doing until we reach a point where we can yell, "SURPRISE, I'm a professional!" That's why I often find myself in situations that seem entirely normal to other people but scream "fake it till you make it" to me. Like, the other day, I put on a suit for a job interview. But we all know nobody listens to the person in the suit; they listen to the person who's wearing comfy sweatpants and is just nodding along with an exaggerated "Mmm, yes!"
And before I leave you all tonight, let's just take a moment to appreciate how we can sit here in a room together in this crazy world we live in, laughing at shared absurdities while probably having a text conversation with someone who isn't even here. Welcome to modern existence!
Thanks, everyone! You've been awesome!
[Stand-Up Routine: "The Absurdity of Normal"]
[Walks on stage, waves. Mimics checking phone immediately.]
Hey everyone! Great to be here—assuming this is real and not just another Zoom waiting room I accidentally joined. [Pause.] Raise your hand if you've ever walked into a room, forgotten why you were there, and immediately blamed your phone? [Waits.] Of course you didn't raise your hand—your phone is too busy recording this moment to upload to your "Story" later.
We've all become like toddlers with smartphones. I tried having a deep conversation with mine last week. I said, "Hey, do you love me?" It responded, "I heart you too!" Then autocorrect changed it to "I here you too," which… accurate.
Social media's another trip. Everyone's life is so curated. My Instagram feed is all brunch pics and mountain sunsets. Meanwhile, my reality? I spilled coffee on a tax document this morning, then cried-laughed watching a raccoon fight a pizza box on TikTok. But hey, at least my profile says "Living my best life"—which is technically true, unless you count the part where I'm dying inside.
Dating apps? Forget about it. You ever read a guy's bio that says, "I love adventures and pineapple on pizza"? Great. So you're chaotic and have bad taste. Let's not pretend that's a personality. Swipe left, Karen.
And parents—bless their hearts. My mom texts me "LOL" but pronounces it "loll." Last week she wrote, "Your cousin's wedding was so fun! Loll!" I'm like, "Ma, that's not what it means." She replied, "Well, it should mean that. It's nicer than your other aunt's face."
We're all just faking it, right? I tried being "present" last weekend. Sat at a park, no phone. Lasted six minutes before I panicked and Googled "Why is the sky blue?"—not because I cared, but just to feel something. The Wi-Fi at the park was spotty, so I cried.
Even our small talk's a lie. Someone says, "How are you?" and we say, "Good!" when we're all just one lukewarm meal away from a breakdown. Last week I told a barista, "I'm surviving," and she said, "Amen," like we were at church. We tipped each other with napkins and left.
But hey, we're 8 billion people on this rock, all scrolling through the same 10 cat videos, pretending we're not collectively losing our minds. So next time you see someone laughing alone at their screen? Wave. They're either insane… or just found out raccoons can open pizza boxes. Either way—relatable.
[Exits stage left, immediately checks phone.]
Recreate an interactive, nostalgic Pokémon battle UI in a single HTML file.
Tests an AI's ability to create interactive web elements
Tests an AI's ability to create a detailed world map in SVG format
Generate SVG art of a randomly chosen animal in a setting of its choosing.
Design a modern, minimal landing page for a music streaming app with hero, features, and CTA sections.
