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You mean your fake Club America chapters??? Thanks to your leadership, Turning Point and Charlie's legacy have become a absolute laughing stock. You continue to double and triple down on your ridiculousness while taking ZERO accountability for the real issues many of us have pointed out. You cannot continue to bury your head in the sand and pretend like the problem doesn't exist. YOU are not qualified, nor are you accepted, to be the CEO. Not to mention, this is completely against what Charlie would have wanted. You have abandoned every single one of Charlie's ideals and principles just to grift off his ghost. You are despicable. You need to step down and repent. Go take care of your children like Charlie would have wanted. Erika Kirk Zee Cohen-Sanchez Unfuck America Tour JJ Watson Candace Owens
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You mean your fake Club America chapters??? Thanks to your leadership, Turning Point and Charlie's legacy have become a absolute laughing stock. You continue to double and triple down on your ridiculousness while taking ZERO accountability for the real issues many of us have pointed out. You cannot continue to bury your head in the sand and pretend like the problem doesn't exist. YOU are not qualified, nor are you accepted, to be the CEO. Not to mention, this is completely against what Charlie would have wanted. You have abandoned every single one of Charlie's ideals and principles just to grift off his ghost. You are despicable. You need to step down and repent. Go take care of your children like Charlie would have wanted. Erika Kirk Zee Cohen-Sanchez Unfuck America Tour JJ Watson Candace Owens

Project Constitution

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Drop is from MAY 11, 2018. That was EIGHT YEARS AGO. You were TOLD to be ON THE LOOKOUT for people who tried to BUILD BRANDS while using the ANONYMOUS SOURCES BULLSHIT ON YOU to DEMORALIZE YOUR ASS. You were TOLD THIS. I did NOTHING but **remind** you of this warning for the last year and a half. Q Team has no public face. Q Team has no brand. Q Team did not move in and try to amass a buncha followers and then monetize that. At THIS POINT, you should be able to see who moved in and set up their booth inside our community and built their brands while peddling anonymously-sourced slopshit to you. Some of you are still going to that stinky slopshit anonymous-source well and drinking down whatever these grifters hand you. I warn you before EVERY SINGLE BROADCAST OF MY PROGRAM when I play this music video, I'm LITERALLY telling you STOP FALLING FOR THIS ANONYOUS SOURCE BULLSHIT. STOP swallowing the anonymously sourced slop-shit being peddled to you by people with agendas who are out to DEMORALIZE you and get you to TURN on Trump and his team. All those broadcasts for the past year are preserved for posterity on my Rumble channel. As these grifters exposed themselves more and more over the past year, more people woke up THE HARD WAY. Try it THE EASY WAY NEXT TIME.
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Drop is from MAY 11, 2018. That was EIGHT YEARS AGO. You were TOLD to be ON THE LOOKOUT for people who tried to BUILD BRANDS while using the ANONYMOUS SOURCES BULLSHIT ON YOU to DEMORALIZE YOUR ASS. You were TOLD THIS. I did NOTHING but **remind** you of this warning for the last year and a half. Q Team has no public face. Q Team has no brand. Q Team did not move in and try to amass a buncha followers and then monetize that. At THIS POINT, you should be able to see who moved in and set up their booth inside our community and built their brands while peddling anonymously-sourced slopshit to you. Some of you are still going to that stinky slopshit anonymous-source well and drinking down whatever these grifters hand you. I warn you before EVERY SINGLE BROADCAST OF MY PROGRAM when I play this music video, I'm LITERALLY telling you STOP FALLING FOR THIS ANONYOUS SOURCE BULLSHIT. STOP swallowing the anonymously sourced slop-shit being peddled to you by people with agendas who are out to DEMORALIZE you and get you to TURN on Trump and his team. All those broadcasts for the past year are preserved for posterity on my Rumble channel. As these grifters exposed themselves more and more over the past year, more people woke up THE HARD WAY. Try it THE EASY WAY NEXT TIME.

Brian Cates - Political Columnist & Pundit

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This wallet turned $5 into $3.7M not on bets. It simply introduced a lag tax on your TV broadcast. While 90% of the chat on Polymarket is foaming at the mouth arguing whether it was offside this algorithm silently withdraws six-figure sums. I broke down the mechanics of the swisstony wallet. His PnL chart looks like a database error or money laundering: +740К% ROI. Account: At first I thought this was an insider. But then I overlaid his trade timings onto real match time. And I felt a chill inside. This is not insider info. This is Reality Arbitrage. How exactly does he steal your profit? You are the Past. You watch football/basketball broadcast on TV or stream. You think this is Live. In reality the signal goes through satellites encoders and servers. Your delay is 15 to 40 seconds. He is the Future. The bot receives data directly from stadium providers through API. The moment of theft. A player scores a goal. The bot learns about this in 200 milliseconds. You will see it only in 30 seconds. During this half minute the Polymarket market still thinks the score is 0:0. People are holding sell orders on NO. Liquidity exists. The bot buys EVERYTHING. It takes free money from those who live in signal delay. When the goal is shown on TV the bot is already selling you your own bet but 3 times more expensive. You are not trading against him. You are simply his food supply. The harsh fact: You physically cannot win. Your eyes and fingers are too slow. Trying to trade manually against a Python script with direct API connection is like trying to outrun a fighter jet on a bicycle. You will always lose. If you want to stop being Exit Liquidity for algorithms you have only one way out. Stop playing the guessing game. Start using the same mechanics. This wallet can be copied. You don't need code you don't need servers for $5k a month. You just need to stand on the winner's side. P.S. The market is inefficient only while few people know about the hole. The window of opportunity closes fast. Act now.
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This wallet turned $5 into $3.7M not on bets. It simply introduced a lag tax on your TV broadcast. While 90% of the chat on Polymarket is foaming at the mouth arguing whether it was offside this algorithm silently withdraws six-figure sums. I broke down the mechanics of the swisstony wallet. His PnL chart looks like a database error or money laundering: +740К% ROI. Account: At first I thought this was an insider. But then I overlaid his trade timings onto real match time. And I felt a chill inside. This is not insider info. This is Reality Arbitrage. How exactly does he steal your profit? You are the Past. You watch football/basketball broadcast on TV or stream. You think this is Live. In reality the signal goes through satellites encoders and servers. Your delay is 15 to 40 seconds. He is the Future. The bot receives data directly from stadium providers through API. The moment of theft. A player scores a goal. The bot learns about this in 200 milliseconds. You will see it only in 30 seconds. During this half minute the Polymarket market still thinks the score is 0:0. People are holding sell orders on NO. Liquidity exists. The bot buys EVERYTHING. It takes free money from those who live in signal delay. When the goal is shown on TV the bot is already selling you your own bet but 3 times more expensive. You are not trading against him. You are simply his food supply. The harsh fact: You physically cannot win. Your eyes and fingers are too slow. Trying to trade manually against a Python script with direct API connection is like trying to outrun a fighter jet on a bicycle. You will always lose. If you want to stop being Exit Liquidity for algorithms you have only one way out. Stop playing the guessing game. Start using the same mechanics. This wallet can be copied. You don't need code you don't need servers for $5k a month. You just need to stand on the winner's side. P.S. The market is inefficient only while few people know about the hole. The window of opportunity closes fast. Act now.

Blaze

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North by Northwest (1959) Movie Clip | Crop Duster Chase Roger Thornhill (Cary Grant) escapes a narrowing attack from a crop duster in the fields of Indiana. Watch the iconic plane scene from the Alfred Hitchcock classic North by Northwest. ► This scene was filmed with a real airplane while the shot where the plane crashes into the fuel truck was done using large models of both truck and plane. ► While filming Vertigo (1958), Alfred Hitchcock described some of the plot of this project to his frequent leading man and “Vertigo” star James Stewart, who naturally assumed that Hitchcock meant to cast him in the Roger Thornhill role, and Stewart was eager to play it. In fact, Hitchcock wanted Cary Grant to play the role. By the time Hitchcock realised the misunderstanding, Stewart was so anxious to play Thornhill that rejecting him would have caused a great deal of disappointment. Hitchcock delayed production on this movie until Stewart was already safely committed to filming Otto Preminger's Anatomy of a Murder (1959) before officially offering him the role in this movie. Stewart had no choice but to turn down the offer, allowing Hitchcock to cast Grant, the actor he had wanted all along.
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North by Northwest (1959) Movie Clip | Crop Duster Chase Roger Thornhill (Cary Grant) escapes a narrowing attack from a crop duster in the fields of Indiana. Watch the iconic plane scene from the Alfred Hitchcock classic North by Northwest. ► This scene was filmed with a real airplane while the shot where the plane crashes into the fuel truck was done using large models of both truck and plane. ► While filming Vertigo (1958), Alfred Hitchcock described some of the plot of this project to his frequent leading man and “Vertigo” star James Stewart, who naturally assumed that Hitchcock meant to cast him in the Roger Thornhill role, and Stewart was eager to play it. In fact, Hitchcock wanted Cary Grant to play the role. By the time Hitchcock realised the misunderstanding, Stewart was so anxious to play Thornhill that rejecting him would have caused a great deal of disappointment. Hitchcock delayed production on this movie until Stewart was already safely committed to filming Otto Preminger's Anatomy of a Murder (1959) before officially offering him the role in this movie. Stewart had no choice but to turn down the offer, allowing Hitchcock to cast Grant, the actor he had wanted all along.

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This part of his video today is next level gaslighting. And it shows Carney made this before August’s recent jobs report came out since he’s showing a news report that says Canada added jobs while the U.S. “shed” them. It’s now quite the opposite. So where is he? He also keeps repeating the same fiscal nonsense that if you listen carefully doesn’t actually mean anything. Who cares if a poll said we are the most attractive market for infrastructure investment, if it’s not happening it means nothing. But what irks me the most is him saying making this pivot will come at a cost, but of course not for him or any other politician, they will be just fine. If Carney’s income along with the rest of the Liberal Party’s was on the line they would have had a deal done a year ago. This is a horrible man using Canadians to further his own agenda.
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This part of his video today is next level gaslighting. And it shows Carney made this before August’s recent jobs report came out since he’s showing a news report that says Canada added jobs while the U.S. “shed” them. It’s now quite the opposite. So where is he? He also keeps repeating the same fiscal nonsense that if you listen carefully doesn’t actually mean anything. Who cares if a poll said we are the most attractive market for infrastructure investment, if it’s not happening it means nothing. But what irks me the most is him saying making this pivot will come at a cost, but of course not for him or any other politician, they will be just fine. If Carney’s income along with the rest of the Liberal Party’s was on the line they would have had a deal done a year ago. This is a horrible man using Canadians to further his own agenda.

Ryan Gerritsen🇨🇦🇳🇱

18,321 görüntüleme • 1 gün önce

RYAN GARCIA WINS FIGHT AGAINST DIDDY PAL DEVIN HANEY & STATED IN HIS VICTORY SPEECH HE PUT HIS REPUTATION ON THE LINE FOR THE KIDS WHILE EVERYONE ELSE STAYED SILENT! Ryan Garcia defeated Diddy pal Devin Haney in their much-anticipated fight Saturday night in New York. Garcia dedicated this fight to children sex trafficked by elites, and he stated in his post-fight victory interview that he put his reputation on the line for the kids. “All I do is love God and try to help the children and you guys straight hated on me — you guys don’t love the truth,” Garcia said. “I’m putting my fucking reputation on the line for all the kids in the world and everyone’s staying fucking quiet — but me.” Garcia vowed in March to dedicate his fight against Haney to unnamed children abused by shadowy elites in a video he posted on social media. Garcia has trolled Haney by wearing a T-shirt of Haney in a pool with Diddy, at one of his alleged “freak parties”, during preparation training for their fight. Diddy is currently under federal investigation for child sex trafficking and several other crimes. Just an FYI in case anyone who is reading this has been living under a rock these past few months. Haney talked on the record recently about how he used to work for Diddy’s water company AquaHydrate. Earlier this month, Haney also addressed attending Diddy parties claiming there were “hoes” everywhere. "Diddy had a bunch of hoes at his house. I made my way to the house, and shit, the fuck?" he said. "I mean, there's hoes everywhere, and Diddy had some parties, whatever." I hope that Garcia’s final knockout punch that took down Haney wakes him up to the fucking reality that many of those “hoes” he referred to at Diddy’s parties were most likely sex trafficking victims. And there’s nothing “whatever” about child sex trafficking. Congrats to RYAN GARCIA — God always wins and Christ is King! Pass it on.
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RYAN GARCIA WINS FIGHT AGAINST DIDDY PAL DEVIN HANEY & STATED IN HIS VICTORY SPEECH HE PUT HIS REPUTATION ON THE LINE FOR THE KIDS WHILE EVERYONE ELSE STAYED SILENT! Ryan Garcia defeated Diddy pal Devin Haney in their much-anticipated fight Saturday night in New York. Garcia dedicated this fight to children sex trafficked by elites, and he stated in his post-fight victory interview that he put his reputation on the line for the kids. “All I do is love God and try to help the children and you guys straight hated on me — you guys don’t love the truth,” Garcia said. “I’m putting my fucking reputation on the line for all the kids in the world and everyone’s staying fucking quiet — but me.” Garcia vowed in March to dedicate his fight against Haney to unnamed children abused by shadowy elites in a video he posted on social media. Garcia has trolled Haney by wearing a T-shirt of Haney in a pool with Diddy, at one of his alleged “freak parties”, during preparation training for their fight. Diddy is currently under federal investigation for child sex trafficking and several other crimes. Just an FYI in case anyone who is reading this has been living under a rock these past few months. Haney talked on the record recently about how he used to work for Diddy’s water company AquaHydrate. Earlier this month, Haney also addressed attending Diddy parties claiming there were “hoes” everywhere. "Diddy had a bunch of hoes at his house. I made my way to the house, and shit, the fuck?" he said. "I mean, there's hoes everywhere, and Diddy had some parties, whatever." I hope that Garcia’s final knockout punch that took down Haney wakes him up to the fucking reality that many of those “hoes” he referred to at Diddy’s parties were most likely sex trafficking victims. And there’s nothing “whatever” about child sex trafficking. Congrats to RYAN GARCIA — God always wins and Christ is King! Pass it on.

LIZ CROKIN

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🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Dan Bongino Dan Bongino with an absolute FIRE message to the FBI Leakers out there: BONGINO: “A message to these FBI leakers who are out there trying to stop Director Kash Patel from his initiatives to clean up the government and institute broad accountability for a lot of the weaponization that happened before we got there. Let me make this quick. You guys and ladies doing this are filth. You're garbage. You're an embarrassment. You disgust me. I was proud to have worked there. I worked with some amazing people to the guys and the ladies out there with dirt under the fingernails out there, you know, pulling pulling bank robbers, drug runners, terrorists off the street, CCP spies, the VCAC squads working against violent crimes against children. Thank you for everything you do. I mean it. It was an honor to work with you to the scumbags out there leaking to the media bullshit stories and lies, you know, or bullshit to try and get Kash out because you don't want to go back to doing your job. I'm really sorry about the language here, but you can go fuck yourself. I can't. I despise you. You are if I see these little slugs outside of my house, sometimes you are a lower form of life than the single celled organisms that can pollute people's body. You disgust me. You absolutely disgust me. I was talking to a friend of mine last night about this. This topic came up. These just the endless. It's not that even the stories have in any air of authenticity to them at all. You guys just want him out because you don't want to do your freaking jobs. You don't. You want to sit on your fat asses,collect the government paycheck, collect a pension and do nothing and hope a liberal Democrat President comes in so you can get back to targeting people. You're gross. You're gross. I'm glad we got rid of a ton of you. I know some of you like ticks are hiding because you don't have the balls to stand up and go on the record. Anonymous sources say grow a pair of nuts and put your name in the story. You won't because you don't have any balls. Your kids and your parents are embarrassed by you. Your last name will go down in infamy. You are a horrible, genuinely horrible piece of human waste. That thing that comes out of your rectum, that's why that's you. That's you. You disgust me. I'm embarrassed you had the same badge either because you didn't earn it. You didn't earn it. Sorry, folks, for the language on that. I really am.” FBI Director Kash Patel
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🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥 Dan Bongino Dan Bongino with an absolute FIRE message to the FBI Leakers out there: BONGINO: “A message to these FBI leakers who are out there trying to stop Director Kash Patel from his initiatives to clean up the government and institute broad accountability for a lot of the weaponization that happened before we got there. Let me make this quick. You guys and ladies doing this are filth. You're garbage. You're an embarrassment. You disgust me. I was proud to have worked there. I worked with some amazing people to the guys and the ladies out there with dirt under the fingernails out there, you know, pulling pulling bank robbers, drug runners, terrorists off the street, CCP spies, the VCAC squads working against violent crimes against children. Thank you for everything you do. I mean it. It was an honor to work with you to the scumbags out there leaking to the media bullshit stories and lies, you know, or bullshit to try and get Kash out because you don't want to go back to doing your job. I'm really sorry about the language here, but you can go fuck yourself. I can't. I despise you. You are if I see these little slugs outside of my house, sometimes you are a lower form of life than the single celled organisms that can pollute people's body. You disgust me. You absolutely disgust me. I was talking to a friend of mine last night about this. This topic came up. These just the endless. It's not that even the stories have in any air of authenticity to them at all. You guys just want him out because you don't want to do your freaking jobs. You don't. You want to sit on your fat asses,collect the government paycheck, collect a pension and do nothing and hope a liberal Democrat President comes in so you can get back to targeting people. You're gross. You're gross. I'm glad we got rid of a ton of you. I know some of you like ticks are hiding because you don't have the balls to stand up and go on the record. Anonymous sources say grow a pair of nuts and put your name in the story. You won't because you don't have any balls. Your kids and your parents are embarrassed by you. Your last name will go down in infamy. You are a horrible, genuinely horrible piece of human waste. That thing that comes out of your rectum, that's why that's you. That's you. You disgust me. I'm embarrassed you had the same badge either because you didn't earn it. You didn't earn it. Sorry, folks, for the language on that. I really am.” FBI Director Kash Patel

MAGA Kitty

45,672 görüntüleme • 4 ay önce

Brendan Schaub got paid in the first antitrust lawsuit against Zuffa 💵 He could potentially get paid again from the two ongoing antitrust lawsuits against Zuffa ⚖️ But somehow…he’s confused as to why fellow fighters (the plaintiffs) are seeking Dana White’s cell phone, texts, and emails, and why the court is ordering that discovery 🧐 On his podcast, he says: “So what’s the goal with all this? Like you guys want to do this discovery and get his cell phone records and the emails and…so what’s the point of all this?” “Is the end goal to take Dana out of the… like, you want to cancel Dana out of the UFC?” “So let’s say they discovered some horrible stuff, like Dana being mean to a fighter, saying, ‘you ain’t sh*t’…and he talked shit to your favorite fighter. I’m just curious. You guys just want to know, and then what are you gonna do with it?” Then he adds: “Y’all should be grateful that the UFC is thriving…what the f**k are all you YouTubers and podcasts gonna talk about (if the UFC went out of business)?” C’mon now Bubba… This discovery isn’t about fans, media, “mean texts”, or wanting to “cancel” Dana and bring down the UFC. It’s about whether internal communications inside the UFC show: 📩 how business and negotiations were actually handled 🤝 leverage with contracts and fighters and their managers 🎯 how matchmaking was used as pressure 💰 practices that restricted fighter movement and suppressed pay In plain English: ⚠️ possible market control ⚠️ possible wage suppression ⚠️ possible collusion Nothing about cancel culture. Dana’s texts & emails aren’t just like some content for podcasts 😂 It’s about whether the UFC illegally controlled the fighter labor market…specifically while Brendan was in the UFC. And just to be clear, I actually like Brendan. I’ve listened to him for a long time and even went to some of his fights. This isn’t a personal shot. But if this is how other fighters are also thinking about this case, that’s kind of crazy. And I also believe that when you’ve got a big platform, you’ve got to at least do a little homework rather than confidently throwing takes out there that are essentially arguing against your own case. (🎥: The Schaub Show on YouTube )
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Brendan Schaub got paid in the first antitrust lawsuit against Zuffa 💵 He could potentially get paid again from the two ongoing antitrust lawsuits against Zuffa ⚖️ But somehow…he’s confused as to why fellow fighters (the plaintiffs) are seeking Dana White’s cell phone, texts, and emails, and why the court is ordering that discovery 🧐 On his podcast, he says: “So what’s the goal with all this? Like you guys want to do this discovery and get his cell phone records and the emails and…so what’s the point of all this?” “Is the end goal to take Dana out of the… like, you want to cancel Dana out of the UFC?” “So let’s say they discovered some horrible stuff, like Dana being mean to a fighter, saying, ‘you ain’t sh*t’…and he talked shit to your favorite fighter. I’m just curious. You guys just want to know, and then what are you gonna do with it?” Then he adds: “Y’all should be grateful that the UFC is thriving…what the f**k are all you YouTubers and podcasts gonna talk about (if the UFC went out of business)?” C’mon now Bubba… This discovery isn’t about fans, media, “mean texts”, or wanting to “cancel” Dana and bring down the UFC. It’s about whether internal communications inside the UFC show: 📩 how business and negotiations were actually handled 🤝 leverage with contracts and fighters and their managers 🎯 how matchmaking was used as pressure 💰 practices that restricted fighter movement and suppressed pay In plain English: ⚠️ possible market control ⚠️ possible wage suppression ⚠️ possible collusion Nothing about cancel culture. Dana’s texts & emails aren’t just like some content for podcasts 😂 It’s about whether the UFC illegally controlled the fighter labor market…specifically while Brendan was in the UFC. And just to be clear, I actually like Brendan. I’ve listened to him for a long time and even went to some of his fights. This isn’t a personal shot. But if this is how other fighters are also thinking about this case, that’s kind of crazy. And I also believe that when you’ve got a big platform, you’ve got to at least do a little homework rather than confidently throwing takes out there that are essentially arguing against your own case. (🎥: The Schaub Show on YouTube )

AFeldmanMMA

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You are learning Solidity? And I bought Claude Code for $20 and found a ghost with $6.1M profit. All year I heard the same thing: The prediction market is dead for humans. Python scripts eat arbitrage in 50 milliseconds. I decided to test this. I am not a programmer so I just made Claude Code write an Anomaly Parser a bot that tracks wallets with winrate above statistical error. The code ran for 10 minutes. And gave me HIM. His profile: While you are afraid to trade against machines this brain made $6M. I dove into on-chain analytics expecting to see an HFT bot farming spreads on microseconds. But I saw... human timings. He trades sports like NFL and NBA uses giant volumes to move the price and enters before the crowd. Why is this your Golden Ticket? HFT bots are impossible to copy you will always be a second behind and lose money. But kch123 is a human. He doesn't have faster-than-light reaction he has a Brain. His positions can be copied one to one without slippage risk. My Claude script showed: manual trading is dead but copying smart money is just beginning. I set up my bot to instantly mirror every move of this whale. I no longer analyze matches. I outsourced the brain to a person who made $6 million and the execution to automation. Stop guessing. Start repeating after those who already won. P.S. The Money Button exists it's just that you shouldn't be the one pressing it.
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You are learning Solidity? And I bought Claude Code for $20 and found a ghost with $6.1M profit. All year I heard the same thing: The prediction market is dead for humans. Python scripts eat arbitrage in 50 milliseconds. I decided to test this. I am not a programmer so I just made Claude Code write an Anomaly Parser a bot that tracks wallets with winrate above statistical error. The code ran for 10 minutes. And gave me HIM. His profile: While you are afraid to trade against machines this brain made $6M. I dove into on-chain analytics expecting to see an HFT bot farming spreads on microseconds. But I saw... human timings. He trades sports like NFL and NBA uses giant volumes to move the price and enters before the crowd. Why is this your Golden Ticket? HFT bots are impossible to copy you will always be a second behind and lose money. But kch123 is a human. He doesn't have faster-than-light reaction he has a Brain. His positions can be copied one to one without slippage risk. My Claude script showed: manual trading is dead but copying smart money is just beginning. I set up my bot to instantly mirror every move of this whale. I no longer analyze matches. I outsourced the brain to a person who made $6 million and the execution to automation. Stop guessing. Start repeating after those who already won. P.S. The Money Button exists it's just that you shouldn't be the one pressing it.

Blaze

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‼️BOMBSHELL: Candace Owens FULL RESPONSE To Brian Harpole's Frivolous Lawsuit —She DISMANTLED It Count By Count. 😱 Candace just dropped a massive deep-dive into the 69-page lawsuit filed by Brian Harpole, and she isn’t just defending herself—she’s going on the offensive. If you thought this was going to quiet her down, think again. The Breakdown: andace reveals Harpole is using the same legal team The Daily Wire used against her. Coincidence? She doesn't think so. She calls out the "dishonest" presentation of text messages used to explain why rooftops weren't secured, proving they weren't even Harpole’s messages. Candace shows the receipts—she reached out to Harpole four times to confirm his whereabouts before interviewing Mitch Snow. He chose silence; now he’s choosing a lawsuit. This is the kicker. Candace realizes this lawsuit grants her the legal authority to subpoena unseen footage and private text messages from the entire Turning Point USA circle. The Quote of the Night: "Is the power of subpoena actually going to be our only way to get to the truth of what happened to Charlie Kirk? If that’s the path, let’s get started." Candace is framing this not as a legal threat, but as a golden ticket to discovery. She’s ready to sit everyone down for depositions—from security to leadership. Is this the move that finally breaks the Charlie Kirk case wide open, or is it just a PR stunt that will backfire in discovery? FOLLOW FULL, RT and watch her full EPISODE linked below. 👇
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‼️BOMBSHELL: Candace Owens FULL RESPONSE To Brian Harpole's Frivolous Lawsuit —She DISMANTLED It Count By Count. 😱 Candace just dropped a massive deep-dive into the 69-page lawsuit filed by Brian Harpole, and she isn’t just defending herself—she’s going on the offensive. If you thought this was going to quiet her down, think again. The Breakdown: andace reveals Harpole is using the same legal team The Daily Wire used against her. Coincidence? She doesn't think so. She calls out the "dishonest" presentation of text messages used to explain why rooftops weren't secured, proving they weren't even Harpole’s messages. Candace shows the receipts—she reached out to Harpole four times to confirm his whereabouts before interviewing Mitch Snow. He chose silence; now he’s choosing a lawsuit. This is the kicker. Candace realizes this lawsuit grants her the legal authority to subpoena unseen footage and private text messages from the entire Turning Point USA circle. The Quote of the Night: "Is the power of subpoena actually going to be our only way to get to the truth of what happened to Charlie Kirk? If that’s the path, let’s get started." Candace is framing this not as a legal threat, but as a golden ticket to discovery. She’s ready to sit everyone down for depositions—from security to leadership. Is this the move that finally breaks the Charlie Kirk case wide open, or is it just a PR stunt that will backfire in discovery? FOLLOW FULL, RT and watch her full EPISODE linked below. 👇

Project Constitution

245,494 görüntüleme • 4 ay önce

CBC manufactures an attack on Elon Musk Ezra Levant 🍁🚛 describes CBC's smear against Elon Musk as a 'shakedown' rather than investigative journalism. Yesterday, Canada's state broadcaster ran a story 'investigating' how “Bell Media, Angus Reid and other Canadian brands halt ads on X amid extremism concerns.” The news comes after X owner Elon Musk filed a lawsuit against left-wing organization Media Matters for allegedly defaming the social media platform by manipulating its advertising algorithm. On last night's episode of The Ezra Levant Show, Ezra looked at how CBC did its best to import this story into Canada through a story by reporter Jonathan Montpetit. Montpetit, who Ezra described as “Trudeau's hatchet man at the CBC,” was targeting the prime minister's latest enemy, Elon Musk. Breaking down the “pretty boring, extremely long” 2,000-word story, Ezra came to the conclusion CBC was manufacturing news instead of reporting on it: This was not an investigation by Jonathan Montpetit. That's not the essence of this story. This was Jonathan Montpetit using his CBC letterhead to contact advertisers and basically, in the guise of interviewing them, actually threaten them. I've seen this email before: 'we see that your advertising next to racist accounts. Will you cancel your advertising? I'm doing a story on this, I need your reply in two hours.' That's not actually journalism. It pretends to be journalism, and the signature field in the email claims that Montpetit's a journalist. But that's not true, that is pressing a company — that's making the news, that's manufacturing the news. Pressing an advertiser with false information, ginned up by the CBC, which is a competitor to Twitter. So CBC has two conflicts of interest. They're government run, so they run errands for Trudeau. And second of all, they're a competitor with Twitter. And so this is not a news story; they have made the news. Which is, they have a couple of tweets they think are mean, they call up advertisers and say 'we're going to embarrass you in a story we're gonna run tomorrow. You've got two hours to avow to disavow Elon Musk.' And most of the advertisers, being conflict averse, say 'OK fine. You're right, you're right, we'll quit.' Ta-da. You've just created the news story. That's not investigative journalism, that's a shakedown.
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CBC manufactures an attack on Elon Musk Ezra Levant 🍁🚛 describes CBC's smear against Elon Musk as a 'shakedown' rather than investigative journalism. Yesterday, Canada's state broadcaster ran a story 'investigating' how “Bell Media, Angus Reid and other Canadian brands halt ads on X amid extremism concerns.” The news comes after X owner Elon Musk filed a lawsuit against left-wing organization Media Matters for allegedly defaming the social media platform by manipulating its advertising algorithm. On last night's episode of The Ezra Levant Show, Ezra looked at how CBC did its best to import this story into Canada through a story by reporter Jonathan Montpetit. Montpetit, who Ezra described as “Trudeau's hatchet man at the CBC,” was targeting the prime minister's latest enemy, Elon Musk. Breaking down the “pretty boring, extremely long” 2,000-word story, Ezra came to the conclusion CBC was manufacturing news instead of reporting on it: This was not an investigation by Jonathan Montpetit. That's not the essence of this story. This was Jonathan Montpetit using his CBC letterhead to contact advertisers and basically, in the guise of interviewing them, actually threaten them. I've seen this email before: 'we see that your advertising next to racist accounts. Will you cancel your advertising? I'm doing a story on this, I need your reply in two hours.' That's not actually journalism. It pretends to be journalism, and the signature field in the email claims that Montpetit's a journalist. But that's not true, that is pressing a company — that's making the news, that's manufacturing the news. Pressing an advertiser with false information, ginned up by the CBC, which is a competitor to Twitter. So CBC has two conflicts of interest. They're government run, so they run errands for Trudeau. And second of all, they're a competitor with Twitter. And so this is not a news story; they have made the news. Which is, they have a couple of tweets they think are mean, they call up advertisers and say 'we're going to embarrass you in a story we're gonna run tomorrow. You've got two hours to avow to disavow Elon Musk.' And most of the advertisers, being conflict averse, say 'OK fine. You're right, you're right, we'll quit.' Ta-da. You've just created the news story. That's not investigative journalism, that's a shakedown.

Rebel News

100,346 görüntüleme • 2 yıl önce

Michael Savage nails the insane absurdity of the FBI's Charlie Kirk assassination narrative: "Something's wrong...we're supposed to believe a guy is on the run after killing Charlie Kirk, and he pauses in the woods to reinstall a barrel and then he leaves it for us to find?" This clip is from a video Savage (Michael Savage) posted to X today, September 11, 2025. ----------------Partial transcription of clip--------------- "Something's wrong. I know I shouldn't do this. I'm risking an awful lot to go up against this FBI, the maga FBI. Something's very wrong with what I just heard. I mean, I watched it. I was hoping that they had caught the bastard who shot Charlie. So we saw a video of a person jumping off the roof. It looked very legitimate to me. However, there was no rifle in his hand. "Now, the Mauser does not break down very easily. Incidentally, for those of you who know weapons, something's wrong with the whole thing. They're trying to claim he removed the barrel from the Mauser and fit the receiver and stock in his backpack and barrel in his pants, like, all in two seconds. It is not easy to remove a Mauser barrel or index it after reinstalling and remain accurate. "We are not hearing or seeing reality. And by the way, the photo of the rifle allegedly left in the woods has the barrel installed. So we're supposed to believe a guy is on the run after killing Charlie Kirk, and he pauses in the woods to reinstall a barrel and then he leaves it for us to find? The FBI to find. I don't believe a word of it. "I shouldn't do this. I know I'm putting myself at risk, but I can't take it anymore. I can't take the bullshit from this fucking government is lying to us. Something's wrong. Something's so wrong, it's sickening. "They found the rifle and they're getting the prints. Are you stupid? Are you that stupid? Are you that dumb? The man jumps off the roof. There's no rifle there. Oh, it's in his backpack. I just told you moron, that this rifle doesn't break down that easily. And then it's supposed to be reassembled while he's on the run. Wait, I'll stop now and reassemble it and leave it in the woods in a box, wrapped in a towel. He left breadcrumbs. Oh, and the trans anti. The trans stuff on the cartridges. Bullshit. Something is wrong with this whole fucking picture."
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Michael Savage nails the insane absurdity of the FBI's Charlie Kirk assassination narrative: "Something's wrong...we're supposed to believe a guy is on the run after killing Charlie Kirk, and he pauses in the woods to reinstall a barrel and then he leaves it for us to find?" This clip is from a video Savage (Michael Savage) posted to X today, September 11, 2025. ----------------Partial transcription of clip--------------- "Something's wrong. I know I shouldn't do this. I'm risking an awful lot to go up against this FBI, the maga FBI. Something's very wrong with what I just heard. I mean, I watched it. I was hoping that they had caught the bastard who shot Charlie. So we saw a video of a person jumping off the roof. It looked very legitimate to me. However, there was no rifle in his hand. "Now, the Mauser does not break down very easily. Incidentally, for those of you who know weapons, something's wrong with the whole thing. They're trying to claim he removed the barrel from the Mauser and fit the receiver and stock in his backpack and barrel in his pants, like, all in two seconds. It is not easy to remove a Mauser barrel or index it after reinstalling and remain accurate. "We are not hearing or seeing reality. And by the way, the photo of the rifle allegedly left in the woods has the barrel installed. So we're supposed to believe a guy is on the run after killing Charlie Kirk, and he pauses in the woods to reinstall a barrel and then he leaves it for us to find? The FBI to find. I don't believe a word of it. "I shouldn't do this. I know I'm putting myself at risk, but I can't take it anymore. I can't take the bullshit from this fucking government is lying to us. Something's wrong. Something's so wrong, it's sickening. "They found the rifle and they're getting the prints. Are you stupid? Are you that stupid? Are you that dumb? The man jumps off the roof. There's no rifle there. Oh, it's in his backpack. I just told you moron, that this rifle doesn't break down that easily. And then it's supposed to be reassembled while he's on the run. Wait, I'll stop now and reassemble it and leave it in the woods in a box, wrapped in a towel. He left breadcrumbs. Oh, and the trans anti. The trans stuff on the cartridges. Bullshit. Something is wrong with this whole fucking picture."

Sense Receptor

4,453,627 görüntüleme • 1 yıl önce

Bitch, I do not play about eighth grade star aka opinions based girl….. yeah everybody’s laughing now, but it literally does not take away the fact that you are so fucking ugly like I had his ass blocked on my old account before I even saw this because every time he pops up on my for you page I just have to scroll because he’s so fucking ugly that it pisses me off he looks like he could be casted on Netflix and not in a good way. He seriously needs to find a new haircut because what the fuck is that middle part? and of course he’s a Nepo baby, and the best part is I just found out that he used to be fat, I bet he’s an anorexic asf lowkey all shade and that’s the only way his pathetic ass could lose weight and I know he didn’t use laxatives cause he’s definitely a bottom, the type that one bitch from White Lotus would say as a fem and NOT a butch. You can tell he wants to be Matthew from big mouth but he’s more of a Charlie from heartstopper, you can also tell that he’s never got his ass beat, well maybe once in middle school and then his white ass republican parents freaked the fuck out and got the kid suspended or some shit. Of course he’s obsessed with Diet Coke, he’s so obviously wants to be a white woman that it is embarrassing. Middle schoolers definitely go up to him and be like “oh my God you’re famous on TikTok” and he thinks he’s the shit but the rest of the population don’t give a fuck and the way his mom is a teacher…… I know that she probably yells at the fucking class for everything but really she’s just taking it out on these kids because she knows deep down that she wishes her son was like them instead of a fucking loser who makes strawberry bagels on TikTok not to mention everybody praised him for doing angel tree, bitch that’s nothing he probably just used some of his allowance money to look like a good person so y’all bitches would suck his dick. Omg in all of his fucking videos he tries to sound cute with that feminine ass voice and it gives me a secondhand embarrassment down. he thinks he’s Troye Sivan, but he will never admit that he probably listens to fucking country music and Taylor Swift so he can fit in with all of his Christian girl friends and that’s it. You can tell he peaked in high school. He was definitely the “token gay” and the homophobic straight boys loved him because he was “funny“ but it was all surface level, TikTok humor that seems funny to them. of course he reposted something about drinking on antidepressants. Just because you had a white claw and some lexapro(which explains why he used to be fat as fuck) doesn’t make you whatever a fucking vibe you’re trying to go for. He looks like he jerks off to the Lululemon maternity catalog while pretending he’s Harry Styles. I saw on TikTok that he has a girlfriend and I can’t tell if it’s just for attention or if he’s actually still dl so that his parents don’t freak the fuck out on him and he has to get a real job. This one girl posted him on TikTok, shaking his hips and drinking wine…… like who do you think you fucking are bro? like genuinely who the fuck do you think you are?🔑 he also reposted a TikTok about Lorde “looking a mess” I really don’t give a fuck if it was a joke. You have no place to be talking about somebody’s looks when he looks like that……. and y’all know what I mean, the type of guy who fucks all the dl in the room because he has zero confidence. The type of guy who has all the latest Apple products for no reason. I mean seriously he looks like he eats fucking rocks. Apparently he caused a lot of drama on TikTok (of course) and blamed his OCD like what kind of dumb ass excuse is that but then again he probably asked his mom what to say and then she sent him a script and he went with it. Somebody keeps on copying his videos and it’s pissing him off. I think it’s so hilarious…… you realize you’re just another copy and paste of every other wanna be “ influencer”. Don’t ever try coming for eighth grade start again.🔑🔑
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Bitch, I do not play about eighth grade star aka opinions based girl….. yeah everybody’s laughing now, but it literally does not take away the fact that you are so fucking ugly like I had his ass blocked on my old account before I even saw this because every time he pops up on my for you page I just have to scroll because he’s so fucking ugly that it pisses me off he looks like he could be casted on Netflix and not in a good way. He seriously needs to find a new haircut because what the fuck is that middle part? and of course he’s a Nepo baby, and the best part is I just found out that he used to be fat, I bet he’s an anorexic asf lowkey all shade and that’s the only way his pathetic ass could lose weight and I know he didn’t use laxatives cause he’s definitely a bottom, the type that one bitch from White Lotus would say as a fem and NOT a butch. You can tell he wants to be Matthew from big mouth but he’s more of a Charlie from heartstopper, you can also tell that he’s never got his ass beat, well maybe once in middle school and then his white ass republican parents freaked the fuck out and got the kid suspended or some shit. Of course he’s obsessed with Diet Coke, he’s so obviously wants to be a white woman that it is embarrassing. Middle schoolers definitely go up to him and be like “oh my God you’re famous on TikTok” and he thinks he’s the shit but the rest of the population don’t give a fuck and the way his mom is a teacher…… I know that she probably yells at the fucking class for everything but really she’s just taking it out on these kids because she knows deep down that she wishes her son was like them instead of a fucking loser who makes strawberry bagels on TikTok not to mention everybody praised him for doing angel tree, bitch that’s nothing he probably just used some of his allowance money to look like a good person so y’all bitches would suck his dick. Omg in all of his fucking videos he tries to sound cute with that feminine ass voice and it gives me a secondhand embarrassment down. he thinks he’s Troye Sivan, but he will never admit that he probably listens to fucking country music and Taylor Swift so he can fit in with all of his Christian girl friends and that’s it. You can tell he peaked in high school. He was definitely the “token gay” and the homophobic straight boys loved him because he was “funny“ but it was all surface level, TikTok humor that seems funny to them. of course he reposted something about drinking on antidepressants. Just because you had a white claw and some lexapro(which explains why he used to be fat as fuck) doesn’t make you whatever a fucking vibe you’re trying to go for. He looks like he jerks off to the Lululemon maternity catalog while pretending he’s Harry Styles. I saw on TikTok that he has a girlfriend and I can’t tell if it’s just for attention or if he’s actually still dl so that his parents don’t freak the fuck out on him and he has to get a real job. This one girl posted him on TikTok, shaking his hips and drinking wine…… like who do you think you fucking are bro? like genuinely who the fuck do you think you are?🔑 he also reposted a TikTok about Lorde “looking a mess” I really don’t give a fuck if it was a joke. You have no place to be talking about somebody’s looks when he looks like that……. and y’all know what I mean, the type of guy who fucks all the dl in the room because he has zero confidence. The type of guy who has all the latest Apple products for no reason. I mean seriously he looks like he eats fucking rocks. Apparently he caused a lot of drama on TikTok (of course) and blamed his OCD like what kind of dumb ass excuse is that but then again he probably asked his mom what to say and then she sent him a script and he went with it. Somebody keeps on copying his videos and it’s pissing him off. I think it’s so hilarious…… you realize you’re just another copy and paste of every other wanna be “ influencer”. Don’t ever try coming for eighth grade start again.🔑🔑

Travis🦋

93,592 görüntüleme • 5 ay önce

This hot, trashy American blonde slut lights up in the backseat of a taxi. She's clearly high as a kite, and explains that she just got done "filling up the paint can", and is off to have "dinner" now; that's some "meating" where she's gonna be "feeding the mouth". We can all guess the profession with which she supports her druggy habits. Just listen how she moans with pleasure as she pumps that first inhale into her addicted lungs; she clearly needs that relaxing ciggie after filling up her paint can. Then, after a second inhale, she does a massive exhale while showing us just how amazing her slutty mouth truly is. She's stuck just about everything in there known to man; cigarettes, meth pipes, oxy's, and loads of hot beef. And which guy wouldn't wanna feed her his meat when she opens up like that! Just imagine that tongue piercing rubbing against your shaft while you're balls-deep inside of her. And she just doesn't stop; doing one deep inhale after another, holding her ciggie between her fingers and showing off her silver space nails. Then we get even more action from that super hot, slutty ashtray mouth. First the creamy white smoke she held in her mouth comes out, and then she exhales the smoke that was deep inside her lungs. You hear the taxi driver coughing at one point; he's clearly struggling. Oh man, this hot white trash slut is just such unbelievable fun! This is the girlfriend I truly want; getting high and watching her smoke all day, filling her paint can to the brim and feeding that hot mouth all the meat she can take. #smokingblonde #smoking #smokingfetish #sexysmoker #sexysmoking #cigarette #girlsmoke #smokingwoman #smokinggirl #smokingbabe #smokingbeauty #cig #chainsmoker #heavysmoker #girlswhosmokecigarette #chainsmoking #girlswhosmoke #smokingmodel #smokinghot #smoker #smokergirl #cigarette #addicted #smokingaddiction #smokinginthecar #lightingup #deepinhale #openmouthexhale #hotmouth #sluttymouth #sexymouth #tonguepiercing #slut #trashygirl #whitetrash #hooker #prostitute #high #drugged #druggie #coolgirl #hotgirl #sexygirl #americangirl #americansmoker
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This hot, trashy American blonde slut lights up in the backseat of a taxi. She's clearly high as a kite, and explains that she just got done "filling up the paint can", and is off to have "dinner" now; that's some "meating" where she's gonna be "feeding the mouth". We can all guess the profession with which she supports her druggy habits. Just listen how she moans with pleasure as she pumps that first inhale into her addicted lungs; she clearly needs that relaxing ciggie after filling up her paint can. Then, after a second inhale, she does a massive exhale while showing us just how amazing her slutty mouth truly is. She's stuck just about everything in there known to man; cigarettes, meth pipes, oxy's, and loads of hot beef. And which guy wouldn't wanna feed her his meat when she opens up like that! Just imagine that tongue piercing rubbing against your shaft while you're balls-deep inside of her. And she just doesn't stop; doing one deep inhale after another, holding her ciggie between her fingers and showing off her silver space nails. Then we get even more action from that super hot, slutty ashtray mouth. First the creamy white smoke she held in her mouth comes out, and then she exhales the smoke that was deep inside her lungs. You hear the taxi driver coughing at one point; he's clearly struggling. Oh man, this hot white trash slut is just such unbelievable fun! This is the girlfriend I truly want; getting high and watching her smoke all day, filling her paint can to the brim and feeding that hot mouth all the meat she can take. #smokingblonde #smoking #smokingfetish #sexysmoker #sexysmoking #cigarette #girlsmoke #smokingwoman #smokinggirl #smokingbabe #smokingbeauty #cig #chainsmoker #heavysmoker #girlswhosmokecigarette #chainsmoking #girlswhosmoke #smokingmodel #smokinghot #smoker #smokergirl #cigarette #addicted #smokingaddiction #smokinginthecar #lightingup #deepinhale #openmouthexhale #hotmouth #sluttymouth #sexymouth #tonguepiercing #slut #trashygirl #whitetrash #hooker #prostitute #high #drugged #druggie #coolgirl #hotgirl #sexygirl #americangirl #americansmoker

Smoking girl lover

841,281 görüntüleme • 3 ay önce

Vayne takes you on a hunt. you don't know why. she doesn't take anyone. she says stay behind me. don't speak unless i speak first. don't make a sound when we move. you say yes. she looks at you for a second longer than usual. "if i tell you to run, you run. you don't look back for me. are we clear" you say yes. she doesn't answer. she just turns and walks out the door. you follow her through the city streets. she moves different when she's working. shoulders lower. steps shorter. her head doesn't turn but her eyes do. you can feel her cataloguing everything. the man smoking outside the tavern. the cat under the cart. the second floor window with the curtain half drawn. she leads you through an alley you didn't know existed. stops at a brick wall. then she climbs. there are handholds carved into the mortar that you wouldn't have noticed if she hadn't used them first. she's halfway up before she realizes you're still at the bottom. she looks down at you. "up" you climb. your hands are shaking by the time you reach the top. the roof is flat. old clay tiles along the edges. a low wall you can crouch behind. the city stretches out below you in every direction. a thousand windows glowing gold in the dusk. she's already at the far side. crouched. crossbow unslung. watching a building across the square. she doesn't look at you when you come up beside her. "stay low" you crouch. "that building. third floor. second window from the left" you look. "i see it" he'll come to that window sometime tonight. i've watched him do it for three nights. i want to know who he meets you ask who he is. her jaw tightens. "a demon pretending to be a man" you don't ask what that means. you settle in beside her. the wind is up here. it pulls at her hair and she doesn't bother fixing it. the sun is going down behind her. her profile in the gold light looks like something carved. her hands on the crossbow are steady. completely still. you've never seen anyone be this still. an hour passes. she doesn't move. you try not to move. your leg falls asleep. you shift an inch. she looks at you. you go completely still again. she looks back at the window. another hour. the sun is gone. the city is blue and black. lamps are lighting up one by one. the air is getting cold. you're shivering before you realize you're shivering. she notices. she doesn't say anything. then she takes off her cloak. doesn't look at you. holds it out to the side. "take it" you say "you'll be cold" "i don't get cold. take it" you take it. it's warm from her. it smells like leather and steel and something underneath. pine. smoke. something you can't name. you put it around your shoulders. the hem pools on the tile. it's huge on you. it's not huge on her. you hadn't realized how tall she is until you were wearing her cloak. she doesn't look at you for the next ten minutes. the stars come out. she shifts closer to you. just a little. so her shoulder is almost touching yours. you don't say anything about it. she doesn't either. you can feel the heat coming off her even through the cloak. another hour. still nothing at the window. she says "tell me something" you blink. "what" "anything. i need to stay sharp. talking keeps me sharp. not about the target. something else" you didn't expect that. you tell her about a book you've been reading. she listens. actually listens. her eyes never leave the window but you can tell she's hearing every word. she asks one question. you answer. she goes quiet again. you keep talking. quieter now. she interrupts you. "shh" she's not looking at the window anymore. she's looking at the roof two buildings over. you don't see anything. you don't see anything for a long time. then you do. a shadow that moves the wrong way. her hand finds yours. she doesn't look at you when she does it. her eyes don't leave the shadow. her fingers lace through yours and LOCK. tight. too tight. knuckles going white around your hand. "don't move" she breathes. you don't move. you can feel every ounce of her focus through her grip. it's not a lover's hold. it's a predator's. every muscle in her hand coiled. ready to drop yours the instant she needs the crossbow. she's not holding you for you. she's holding you to keep track of where you are without having to look. it should scare you. it doesn't. there is something about being held that tight by someone that dangerous that makes the rest of the world go quiet. your heartbeat slows. your breathing slows. the cold stops mattering. you are not the one hunting but you are with the one who is. and nothing is going to get through her to reach you. the shadow crosses the roof and disappears into a stairwell. she watches the spot it left for another full minute. her hand is still locked around yours. she doesn't loosen it. you don't want her to. finally she lets out a breath you didn't know she was holding. "not him. but someone who works for him" her grip eases. slowly. finger by finger. like she's having to consciously tell each one to let go. the last one is her thumb. it stays against your palm for half a second longer than the rest. then she takes her hand back. the cold rushes in where she was. she glances at you. just for a second. then she looks back at the window. the rest of the night she's quieter than before. the target never shows. when the sky starts turning grey she stands up. stretches. rolls her shoulders. looks out over the city one last time. "we're done" you stand too. your legs don't work right. she catches your elbow without looking. "careful" she keeps her hand there until you're steady. then she takes it away. you start to hand her cloak back. she says "keep it for the climb down" she goes first. you follow. the handholds are easier going down once you know where they are. when you're both on the ground she turns to take the cloak. you hand it to her. her fingers brush yours. she doesn't pull back as fast as she usually does. she puts the cloak back on. it's warm now. from you. she has to notice. she doesn't say anything about it. she walks you home. at your door she stops. "don't tell anyone what you saw tonight" you say "i didn't see much" she looks at you. her eyes in the lamplight. the edge of her mouth. almost softer than it should be. "you saw enough" then she turns and walks back into the dark. you close the door. your hand still feels cold where hers was. you can still smell pine on your shirt. you don't sleep. Study the Saskio way
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Vayne takes you on a hunt. you don't know why. she doesn't take anyone. she says stay behind me. don't speak unless i speak first. don't make a sound when we move. you say yes. she looks at you for a second longer than usual. "if i tell you to run, you run. you don't look back for me. are we clear" you say yes. she doesn't answer. she just turns and walks out the door. you follow her through the city streets. she moves different when she's working. shoulders lower. steps shorter. her head doesn't turn but her eyes do. you can feel her cataloguing everything. the man smoking outside the tavern. the cat under the cart. the second floor window with the curtain half drawn. she leads you through an alley you didn't know existed. stops at a brick wall. then she climbs. there are handholds carved into the mortar that you wouldn't have noticed if she hadn't used them first. she's halfway up before she realizes you're still at the bottom. she looks down at you. "up" you climb. your hands are shaking by the time you reach the top. the roof is flat. old clay tiles along the edges. a low wall you can crouch behind. the city stretches out below you in every direction. a thousand windows glowing gold in the dusk. she's already at the far side. crouched. crossbow unslung. watching a building across the square. she doesn't look at you when you come up beside her. "stay low" you crouch. "that building. third floor. second window from the left" you look. "i see it" he'll come to that window sometime tonight. i've watched him do it for three nights. i want to know who he meets you ask who he is. her jaw tightens. "a demon pretending to be a man" you don't ask what that means. you settle in beside her. the wind is up here. it pulls at her hair and she doesn't bother fixing it. the sun is going down behind her. her profile in the gold light looks like something carved. her hands on the crossbow are steady. completely still. you've never seen anyone be this still. an hour passes. she doesn't move. you try not to move. your leg falls asleep. you shift an inch. she looks at you. you go completely still again. she looks back at the window. another hour. the sun is gone. the city is blue and black. lamps are lighting up one by one. the air is getting cold. you're shivering before you realize you're shivering. she notices. she doesn't say anything. then she takes off her cloak. doesn't look at you. holds it out to the side. "take it" you say "you'll be cold" "i don't get cold. take it" you take it. it's warm from her. it smells like leather and steel and something underneath. pine. smoke. something you can't name. you put it around your shoulders. the hem pools on the tile. it's huge on you. it's not huge on her. you hadn't realized how tall she is until you were wearing her cloak. she doesn't look at you for the next ten minutes. the stars come out. she shifts closer to you. just a little. so her shoulder is almost touching yours. you don't say anything about it. she doesn't either. you can feel the heat coming off her even through the cloak. another hour. still nothing at the window. she says "tell me something" you blink. "what" "anything. i need to stay sharp. talking keeps me sharp. not about the target. something else" you didn't expect that. you tell her about a book you've been reading. she listens. actually listens. her eyes never leave the window but you can tell she's hearing every word. she asks one question. you answer. she goes quiet again. you keep talking. quieter now. she interrupts you. "shh" she's not looking at the window anymore. she's looking at the roof two buildings over. you don't see anything. you don't see anything for a long time. then you do. a shadow that moves the wrong way. her hand finds yours. she doesn't look at you when she does it. her eyes don't leave the shadow. her fingers lace through yours and LOCK. tight. too tight. knuckles going white around your hand. "don't move" she breathes. you don't move. you can feel every ounce of her focus through her grip. it's not a lover's hold. it's a predator's. every muscle in her hand coiled. ready to drop yours the instant she needs the crossbow. she's not holding you for you. she's holding you to keep track of where you are without having to look. it should scare you. it doesn't. there is something about being held that tight by someone that dangerous that makes the rest of the world go quiet. your heartbeat slows. your breathing slows. the cold stops mattering. you are not the one hunting but you are with the one who is. and nothing is going to get through her to reach you. the shadow crosses the roof and disappears into a stairwell. she watches the spot it left for another full minute. her hand is still locked around yours. she doesn't loosen it. you don't want her to. finally she lets out a breath you didn't know she was holding. "not him. but someone who works for him" her grip eases. slowly. finger by finger. like she's having to consciously tell each one to let go. the last one is her thumb. it stays against your palm for half a second longer than the rest. then she takes her hand back. the cold rushes in where she was. she glances at you. just for a second. then she looks back at the window. the rest of the night she's quieter than before. the target never shows. when the sky starts turning grey she stands up. stretches. rolls her shoulders. looks out over the city one last time. "we're done" you stand too. your legs don't work right. she catches your elbow without looking. "careful" she keeps her hand there until you're steady. then she takes it away. you start to hand her cloak back. she says "keep it for the climb down" she goes first. you follow. the handholds are easier going down once you know where they are. when you're both on the ground she turns to take the cloak. you hand it to her. her fingers brush yours. she doesn't pull back as fast as she usually does. she puts the cloak back on. it's warm now. from you. she has to notice. she doesn't say anything about it. she walks you home. at your door she stops. "don't tell anyone what you saw tonight" you say "i didn't see much" she looks at you. her eyes in the lamplight. the edge of her mouth. almost softer than it should be. "you saw enough" then she turns and walks back into the dark. you close the door. your hand still feels cold where hers was. you can still smell pine on your shirt. you don't sleep. Study the Saskio way

Tony Chau

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Shout out to Rashad McCants for riding for Pac. He actually had me hype and even made me laugh. I loved seeing him rapping Pac's lyrics and calling him the greatest rapper ever. The clown Gil’s Arena didn't even know the year of Pac's death. He didn't know when Dear Mama dropped. Brandon Jennings didn't even know what album Dear Mama was on. That lets you know right there that's these dudes don't know shit about Pac. Therefore they shouldn't even be speaking like MCcants said. They don't know shit about Hip-hop In general. They disrespected Pac through out this whole segment and even told blatant lies. Just hating and saying anything. Gil could die right now (GOD forbid) and would never come anywhere near Pac's level. You are not him and will never be. Pac was a legendary superstar at a level you were you never on while he was alive. Just pure disrespect and hate. Gil tried to discredit the legend Pac with lies. He needs to be checked. Jay Z was the one who wasn't making no noise like that while Pac and Biggie were here. Yet he doesn't wanna talk about that. Pac was the biggest rapper in the game before his Death. Me Against The World and All Eyez On Me went number 1. He went 5 times platinum in 2 months. There's more but that's all I really have to say to expose these 2 haters for not knowing wtf they're talking about. I also don't like how both of them lied and disrespected Nas. Stop speaking on Hip-Hop.
9:19

Shout out to Rashad McCants for riding for Pac. He actually had me hype and even made me laugh. I loved seeing him rapping Pac's lyrics and calling him the greatest rapper ever. The clown Gil’s Arena didn't even know the year of Pac's death. He didn't know when Dear Mama dropped. Brandon Jennings didn't even know what album Dear Mama was on. That lets you know right there that's these dudes don't know shit about Pac. Therefore they shouldn't even be speaking like MCcants said. They don't know shit about Hip-hop In general. They disrespected Pac through out this whole segment and even told blatant lies. Just hating and saying anything. Gil could die right now (GOD forbid) and would never come anywhere near Pac's level. You are not him and will never be. Pac was a legendary superstar at a level you were you never on while he was alive. Just pure disrespect and hate. Gil tried to discredit the legend Pac with lies. He needs to be checked. Jay Z was the one who wasn't making no noise like that while Pac and Biggie were here. Yet he doesn't wanna talk about that. Pac was the biggest rapper in the game before his Death. Me Against The World and All Eyez On Me went number 1. He went 5 times platinum in 2 months. There's more but that's all I really have to say to expose these 2 haters for not knowing wtf they're talking about. I also don't like how both of them lied and disrespected Nas. Stop speaking on Hip-Hop.

9-FO Tha Negus

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The story of the persistent footballer and the cold car racer starring Sea Dechchart and Keen Suvijak ⚽️🏎️ (original work of Keenkeeno) ♡ #sea_ta_lay #keenkeno ♡ #seakeen #ซีคีน ♡ 🦞: the story will start with cool football game, and Keen will be the coach5555555 using his brain etc.. and walk around while fixing his glasses, then as Sea was running…. 🦞: you can play so well, very good, your form is getting better 🦦: wai 🙏🏻 thank you Coach! 🦞: hey it’s okay, we’re the same age, no need to wai, just chill~ you’re so talented na~ I’m not really good, I just graduated from Bachelor Degree of Sport Science, specialize in analyzing people and various playing skills. I know how angle of impact work etc… 🦦: (become very interested and wanted to become his direct disciple) 🦞: if you want to be disciple you have to go to the mountains….the Talay Koong Mountains 🦞( is the very hard to find master, hence he open the American Football Academy that is on top of the Talay Koong Mountains, and the area is not so big just 10 rai. There is just a shack, while the rest is just the area to practice) 🦞( while Keen was sitting and playing music, Sea who really wanted to become his disciple climbing 1808 (as Keen’s birthday) steps to beg Keen to become his disciple. As Sea got up there, Keen said…) 🦞: you can’t, you have to pass the challenge first 🦞: you have to run 1808 km 🦦: I can do it Master! But can you reduce it a little for me? 🦞: no, if you really want to be my disciple you have to show the full determination. 🦦( starts to running, as Sea is showing full determination Keen decides to reduce the distance, then he asked Sea) 🦞: when is your birthday? 🦦: 0305! 🦞: 0305 right? It’s okay I will reduce it for you, from the 1808. Let’s flip the 0305 into 5030km! 🦦: oh Master! It’s that too much? 🦞: hey, if you’re determined the 5000km is just easy peasy. 🦦( suddenly understood what his Master trying to teach the philosophy of playing, the passing ball backward and forward by the flipping numbers ) 🦦 : I got it Master! 🦞( the next challenge is thumb wrestling battle, Sea needs to win against Keen to become his disciple. During the first round Keen won. If Keen win again Sea needs to run) 🦦: Master, I can’t do it anymore. Can’t you go easy on me at all? 🦞: I’m training you, so that you will be strong. If you want to compete in Champion League you need to be strong enough to run 10000km in one day 🦦: oh, I got it now Master 🦦( finally won against the Master and got accepted as his disciples ) 🦦: why my Master is so handsome. You’re like a divine being that descends on earth. 🦞: that’s not true, don’t flatter me that much. Even though it’s the truth I wont pass the secret technique to you. 🦞( Master is sulking, because he didn’t speak the truth) 🦞: I know I’m good looking but you’re also good looking, you can’t flatter me like this, because it’s not a good thing. 🦞: let’s part ways, you’re already good and ready for the Champion Superior League. 🦦( go down 1808 down the mountain and meet his friends) 👤: hey, where have you been? (The Talay Koong Mountains mysteriously disappeared!) 🦦( suddenly woke up, Sea already fall for him from the first sight and the skills that he learned was actually real, he got stronger and can play American football better) 🦞( Keen was watching Sea from a far) (CONT ⬇️)
14:44

The story of the persistent footballer and the cold car racer starring Sea Dechchart and Keen Suvijak ⚽️🏎️ (original work of Keenkeeno) ♡ #sea_ta_lay #keenkeno ♡ #seakeen #ซีคีน ♡ 🦞: the story will start with cool football game, and Keen will be the coach5555555 using his brain etc.. and walk around while fixing his glasses, then as Sea was running…. 🦞: you can play so well, very good, your form is getting better 🦦: wai 🙏🏻 thank you Coach! 🦞: hey it’s okay, we’re the same age, no need to wai, just chill~ you’re so talented na~ I’m not really good, I just graduated from Bachelor Degree of Sport Science, specialize in analyzing people and various playing skills. I know how angle of impact work etc… 🦦: (become very interested and wanted to become his direct disciple) 🦞: if you want to be disciple you have to go to the mountains….the Talay Koong Mountains 🦞( is the very hard to find master, hence he open the American Football Academy that is on top of the Talay Koong Mountains, and the area is not so big just 10 rai. There is just a shack, while the rest is just the area to practice) 🦞( while Keen was sitting and playing music, Sea who really wanted to become his disciple climbing 1808 (as Keen’s birthday) steps to beg Keen to become his disciple. As Sea got up there, Keen said…) 🦞: you can’t, you have to pass the challenge first 🦞: you have to run 1808 km 🦦: I can do it Master! But can you reduce it a little for me? 🦞: no, if you really want to be my disciple you have to show the full determination. 🦦( starts to running, as Sea is showing full determination Keen decides to reduce the distance, then he asked Sea) 🦞: when is your birthday? 🦦: 0305! 🦞: 0305 right? It’s okay I will reduce it for you, from the 1808. Let’s flip the 0305 into 5030km! 🦦: oh Master! It’s that too much? 🦞: hey, if you’re determined the 5000km is just easy peasy. 🦦( suddenly understood what his Master trying to teach the philosophy of playing, the passing ball backward and forward by the flipping numbers ) 🦦 : I got it Master! 🦞( the next challenge is thumb wrestling battle, Sea needs to win against Keen to become his disciple. During the first round Keen won. If Keen win again Sea needs to run) 🦦: Master, I can’t do it anymore. Can’t you go easy on me at all? 🦞: I’m training you, so that you will be strong. If you want to compete in Champion League you need to be strong enough to run 10000km in one day 🦦: oh, I got it now Master 🦦( finally won against the Master and got accepted as his disciples ) 🦦: why my Master is so handsome. You’re like a divine being that descends on earth. 🦞: that’s not true, don’t flatter me that much. Even though it’s the truth I wont pass the secret technique to you. 🦞( Master is sulking, because he didn’t speak the truth) 🦞: I know I’m good looking but you’re also good looking, you can’t flatter me like this, because it’s not a good thing. 🦞: let’s part ways, you’re already good and ready for the Champion Superior League. 🦦( go down 1808 down the mountain and meet his friends) 👤: hey, where have you been? (The Talay Koong Mountains mysteriously disappeared!) 🦦( suddenly woke up, Sea already fall for him from the first sight and the skills that he learned was actually real, he got stronger and can play American football better) 🦞( Keen was watching Sea from a far) (CONT ⬇️)

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30,606 görüntüleme • 3 ay önce

ＢＬＡＺＥ ＯＦ ＦＵＲＹ I slam down on the little shrimp with the full, earth-shaking tonnage of my colossal bulk. His puny frame flattens like a stomped roach beneath me, and a vicious snap cuts the air as his lungs cough up a sad, broken yelp. It’s fuckin’ wild how his skinny, fragile build sets my blood ablaze—like a brittle twig trembling beneath my hulking, boulder-like chest, begging to be crushed. My pecs squash him flat, mashing his mug into the mat with skull-shattering might. I smack my cock against the twin curves of his ass and grind it awake along their sculpted swell. My hips pound his dainty backside, even as he squirms, tensing and trying to buck me off. His pathetic fuckin’ resistance melts like butter under my sheer dominance—nothing but a sorry little twitch-fest. My junk roars to life faster than a souped-up dragster. I’m a goddamn bulldozer rolling over this fuckin’ worthless speck. I jerk up a couple inches and smash back down hard. A nasty crack rips from his guts under my brutal hammering, but all he’s got left is a faint gasp as the air ditches him. I drag myself slow, pulverizing him into the mat with every fiber of my strength, and growl in his ear: “Wrestle, runt!” I hoist my bulk up a hair, and the wimp starts thrashing under me. He knows I get off on his flailing fight—I crave those desperate, doomed swings. His mousy muscles got no shot at budging me, but even half-dead, he’s hell-bent on lighting my fuse. His tiny bum rubs my dick like mad, sparking like a match on rough timber. My member’s pulsing, primed to pay him back. Wielding my titanic bulk like a sledgehammer, I unleash a savage pounding on him. My gut slams him down with crushing weight. Every hit’s meaner than the last, sinking him deeper into the mat. His wriggling quits cold, his body caving to my relentless beatdown. The hardest blows grind his bones to dust, but he’s silent now—just ragged breaths forced out by my strikes. Conscious? Who gives a shit. After a dozen ruthless smacks, I flop onto him. His frail frame is scorching from the thrashing I dished out. My gargantuan mass locks him in place—no squirming, no breathing, nada. He’s mine to break, and my sheer heft could snuff him out for good. But I ain’t done—my cock’s howling for more. I peel off him. The shrimp wheezes, clawing for air, fumbling his wrecked shell. I give him a sec to pull it together—the grand finale’s coming. He knows a stiff corpse won’t rev my engine. I hiss in his ear: “Flip over!” Battered to hell, he still spins onto his back like a whipped little shit. He wouldn’t dream of crossing me—fear and heat tangle in his eyes as my monstrous shadow looms. I reward his obedience by slamming down full-force. His chest plate cracks, ribs splinter. My meat smacks his steel-hard cock with a loud thwack. The twisted little freak loves it. I’ve flattened him helpless again, and my shaft drinks in his agony. I grind it against his dick, mashing his lean torso with my thick, beefy bulk. His ribcage buckles as I lean in hard. His feebleness and frailty stoke my sadistic blaze. “Wrestle!” I snarl, easing up an inch to let him fan my flames. He tries to fight back—he knows every twitch stokes my fire. He’s desperate to keep me happy; he’s seen what happens to uppity punks who don’t. He don’t want that smoke. His beat-up, aching husk battles to please me. He’s so goddamn insignificant—my junk’s a live grenade. The big finish is close. I start ramming him for real with my cock, fuckin’ banging him into oblivion. My loins grind into his core with full throttle. Our tools collide, sizzling like live wires. My titan’s bulk pounds and smashes the runt under my brutal girth, raging harder each blow. His flopping fades fast, my crushing hits paralyzing him. He’s got no choice but to bow to my beastly fury. His shell cracks under my onslaught—too flimsy to take it. Bones groan and give, sinking with my blows. He’s gotta be out cold, but his stiffy’s trembling, ready to blow. I dive at him with unhinged rage, ready to tear him apart. His delicate rig shatters for good, bones snapping like brittle straw. My cock erupts like a damn volcano, and his tags along. Our gear’s drenched, dripping with heat. I unload again with feral power, roaring deep from my gut, and collapse, winded, on his smashed-up wreck. Our juices meld through the fabric like molten lava rivers. I sprawl over him, catching my breath. He’s pitifully small and breakable, the little shit. The shrimp’s out, his pretty face calm—miles from the fuckin’ hell he just ate. He nailed his role and served me right. I growl low, a sated beast’s rumble: “Good boy, you little fuck.”
6:27

ＢＬＡＺＥ ＯＦ ＦＵＲＹ I slam down on the little shrimp with the full, earth-shaking tonnage of my colossal bulk. His puny frame flattens like a stomped roach beneath me, and a vicious snap cuts the air as his lungs cough up a sad, broken yelp. It’s fuckin’ wild how his skinny, fragile build sets my blood ablaze—like a brittle twig trembling beneath my hulking, boulder-like chest, begging to be crushed. My pecs squash him flat, mashing his mug into the mat with skull-shattering might. I smack my cock against the twin curves of his ass and grind it awake along their sculpted swell. My hips pound his dainty backside, even as he squirms, tensing and trying to buck me off. His pathetic fuckin’ resistance melts like butter under my sheer dominance—nothing but a sorry little twitch-fest. My junk roars to life faster than a souped-up dragster. I’m a goddamn bulldozer rolling over this fuckin’ worthless speck. I jerk up a couple inches and smash back down hard. A nasty crack rips from his guts under my brutal hammering, but all he’s got left is a faint gasp as the air ditches him. I drag myself slow, pulverizing him into the mat with every fiber of my strength, and growl in his ear: “Wrestle, runt!” I hoist my bulk up a hair, and the wimp starts thrashing under me. He knows I get off on his flailing fight—I crave those desperate, doomed swings. His mousy muscles got no shot at budging me, but even half-dead, he’s hell-bent on lighting my fuse. His tiny bum rubs my dick like mad, sparking like a match on rough timber. My member’s pulsing, primed to pay him back. Wielding my titanic bulk like a sledgehammer, I unleash a savage pounding on him. My gut slams him down with crushing weight. Every hit’s meaner than the last, sinking him deeper into the mat. His wriggling quits cold, his body caving to my relentless beatdown. The hardest blows grind his bones to dust, but he’s silent now—just ragged breaths forced out by my strikes. Conscious? Who gives a shit. After a dozen ruthless smacks, I flop onto him. His frail frame is scorching from the thrashing I dished out. My gargantuan mass locks him in place—no squirming, no breathing, nada. He’s mine to break, and my sheer heft could snuff him out for good. But I ain’t done—my cock’s howling for more. I peel off him. The shrimp wheezes, clawing for air, fumbling his wrecked shell. I give him a sec to pull it together—the grand finale’s coming. He knows a stiff corpse won’t rev my engine. I hiss in his ear: “Flip over!” Battered to hell, he still spins onto his back like a whipped little shit. He wouldn’t dream of crossing me—fear and heat tangle in his eyes as my monstrous shadow looms. I reward his obedience by slamming down full-force. His chest plate cracks, ribs splinter. My meat smacks his steel-hard cock with a loud thwack. The twisted little freak loves it. I’ve flattened him helpless again, and my shaft drinks in his agony. I grind it against his dick, mashing his lean torso with my thick, beefy bulk. His ribcage buckles as I lean in hard. His feebleness and frailty stoke my sadistic blaze. “Wrestle!” I snarl, easing up an inch to let him fan my flames. He tries to fight back—he knows every twitch stokes my fire. He’s desperate to keep me happy; he’s seen what happens to uppity punks who don’t. He don’t want that smoke. His beat-up, aching husk battles to please me. He’s so goddamn insignificant—my junk’s a live grenade. The big finish is close. I start ramming him for real with my cock, fuckin’ banging him into oblivion. My loins grind into his core with full throttle. Our tools collide, sizzling like live wires. My titan’s bulk pounds and smashes the runt under my brutal girth, raging harder each blow. His flopping fades fast, my crushing hits paralyzing him. He’s got no choice but to bow to my beastly fury. His shell cracks under my onslaught—too flimsy to take it. Bones groan and give, sinking with my blows. He’s gotta be out cold, but his stiffy’s trembling, ready to blow. I dive at him with unhinged rage, ready to tear him apart. His delicate rig shatters for good, bones snapping like brittle straw. My cock erupts like a damn volcano, and his tags along. Our gear’s drenched, dripping with heat. I unload again with feral power, roaring deep from my gut, and collapse, winded, on his smashed-up wreck. Our juices meld through the fabric like molten lava rivers. I sprawl over him, catching my breath. He’s pitifully small and breakable, the little shit. The shrimp’s out, his pretty face calm—miles from the fuckin’ hell he just ate. He nailed his role and served me right. I growl low, a sated beast’s rumble: “Good boy, you little fuck.”

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