Compare Inception: Mercury by Inception against Qwen3 235B A22B by Qwen, context windows of 32K 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 don't skeletons fight each other? Because they don't have the guts.
I told my wife she was drawing her eyebrows too high. She looked surprised.
Why did the scarecrow win an award? Because he was outstanding in his field.
What do you call a fake noodle? An impasta.
Why don't we ever tell secrets on a farm? Because the potatoes have eyes, the corn has ears, and the beans stalk.
All five jokes are unique in their setup and punchline.
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
Title: The Art of Being Unorganized
[Opening]
Hey everyone! So, I was thinking about how my life is like a well-organized library... except instead of books, it's filled with random socks and expired coupons. And instead of a librarian, I have a cat who thinks she's in charge. But let's dive into the real deal: the art of being unorganized.
[Body]
You know, I once tried to be organized. I bought one planner, colored pens, and even set reminders on my phone. For a week, I was on top of the world. I had all my appointments, deadlines, and even my lunch breaks scheduled. It was glorious. Then, I forgot to charge my phone, and suddenly, I was back to square one. But you know what they say, "The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry." Or in my case, "The best-laid plans of [Your Name] often get lost in the laundry."
Speaking of laundry, I have this system where I sort clothes by color and fabric type. It's like a rainbow of chaos. One day, I decided to put everything away. I started with the whites, then moved to the colors, and finally, the delicates. But here's the kicker: I accidentally mixed up the detergent for the delicates with the bleach for the whites. Now, I have a bunch of pink underwear that looks like it's been through a war. At least it's consistent?
And don't get me started on my kitchen. It's like a treasure hunt every time I need to make breakfast. Where did I put the eggs? Are they in the fridge, or did I leave them on the counter to harden into a science project? And the toaster? That thing is a black hole. I put bread in it, and it disappears. I've resorted to using a microwave oven just to avoid the mystery of the missing toast.
But you know what's really funny? My attempts at organization are so epic that they've become a running joke among my friends. They joke, "Hey, [Your Name], have you found your keys yet?" And I reply, "Oh, they're probably in the last place I looked." Which is usually not there. But hey, at least I'm consistent, right?
[Conclusion]
So, here's to all the unorganized people out there. We might not have our lives together, but we sure know how to keep things interesting. After all, if life were predictable, it would be boring. And who wants that? So, let's embrace the chaos, find our lost socks, and enjoy the ride. Because in the end, it's not about being organized; it's about being alive and having stories to tell. Thanks, everyone!
[Closing]
Thanks for listening! If you ever need help finding something, just look in the last place you checked. You never know, it might be there.
[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 a detailed world map in SVG format
Generate a single-page, self-contained HTML webapp using Tailwind CSS for a randomly chosen category/industry/niche.
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.
