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🚨😂 TRAP LORE ROSS TOLD ME TO “BE QUIET” AFTER I ASKED THE WRONG—OR RIGHT—QUESTION! 👀⚖️ 🚨 JOIN MY DISCORD FOR LIL DURK TRIAL RECEIPTS + UPDATES: I asked Trap Lore Ross about the August 18, 2022 message where Lil Durk allegedly instructed Jason Smith, Vonnie, OTF Jam &...

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Read Caption 💗🥺 ❄️ People always ask me why I skate. I skate because out of every sport I have ever tried, this is the only one that taught me something real. No matter how many times you fall, you have no choice but to get up again. Figure skating found me during a time when I was discovering myself, healing myself, and rebuilding the parts of me I thought were gone. It became something that no one could ever take away from me. I am passionate about this sport because of what it does to my soul. The moment my blades touch the ice, something in me settles. I feel whole. I feel protected. I feel like I have entered a world where nothing can break me. No one can walk into that space and dim my light or tell me I am not enough. On the ice, I define myself. Figure skating is a place where applause comes from every direction, even from within. You clap for your effort, your courage, your growth and even bad days. You get to watch yourself evolve in ways you never imagined. It is mesmerizing to witness how far we can go when we keep moving, when we trust the process, and when we simply skate. When I skate, I am reminded that my journey is mine alone. Every glide is a voice saying I survived. Every spin is a reminder that my spirit still dances. Every fall becomes a lesson in strength, and every landing becomes a quiet celebration. Skating taught me how to breathe again, how to trust again, how to see myself again and how to love the person I am becoming. And that is why I keep going back to the ice, again and again. ❄️ ✨ #figureskating #health #healing #iceskating

IG: Iamdrinaa 💗

230,456 views • 9 months ago

🔥🚨BREAKING: “Keep this N*gga In Jail”Jauan Rashun Porter, the 30-year-old man who threatened to k*** President Trump on TikTok Live was sentenced to 3 years in prison for his words and the DOJ started facing accusations of abuse of power. The media and liberal Influencers conveniently hid his words, here they are: Porter: "So there's only one way to make America great and that is putting a bullet in between Trump's eyes, I'm gonna kill Donald Trump, I'm gonna put a 7.62 bullet inside of his forehead," with a "Soviet short round "I'm gonna watch him bleed out and I'm gonna watch him die…I'm gonna do that. Yes. Yes. Me." I could say it three more times for you." In response to a request for his location, You'll know. It'll be on the news… his rally is coming up pretty soon and I'm going there and I'm going to put a bullet in his head. I am going to kill the President of the United States. A brief back-and-forth ensued. The host then asked: "So you're claiming that you're going to put a bullet in the President's head and then you're going to take your own life?" The accused allegedly responded: "7.62, exactly." When the host asked the user to repeat the statements once more, he allegedly switched up his bullet preference and said, "5.56 in Donald Trump's head," a reference to ammunition developed in Belgium for NATO rifles. He then added, "That would be me. I will do that." "And who are you?" the host asked. He allegedly answered, "My name is JJ…that's my name. JJ…that's my real name. What else do you want me to say?" Later on, the defendant allegedly launched into an increasingly detailed explanation of how he might assassinate the president. Keep this nigga in jail.

Dom Lucre | Breaker of Narratives

80,057 views • 4 months ago

i wish this wasn’t real, but bro!! this was my experience just this morning, this was someone i took on a date last week of december, we were meant to meet up again, but she had to leave for service(in the east) on her arrival we couldn’t talk, i texted her on snap(see first media) but she didn’t reply, two days later i texted her on whatsapp and the message didn’t tick twice, it was then i realized something is wrong, i had to call her, she explained to that her phone got bad on her arrival, she asked me for financial assistance, i sent her the money to fix the phone, days later she didn’t mention anything about the phone, then i had to ask her during one of our conversation, it was then she told me that “it’s a panel issue, it cant be fixed anymore” i sympathized with her then continued our conversation, days later she asked for another money for the same phone fixing, i explained my current situation to her, i told her about the expenses on me and i can’t spend anymore money out of budget, she grumbled and sighed, i had to apologize to her lol, just two days back i noticed she reposted a post on her ticktock and the message on whatsapp finally ticked twice, i asked her on call if she has fixed the phone, she said no, saying that the money i sent won’t be enough since it’s panel issue, i said okay,( though i was suspicious but i didn’t make a big deal out of it) lo and behold i came across her tiktok page with a new post(content) i asked her about the phone and this was her response(last media), i deleted her number and blocked her.💔💔💔
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i wish this wasn’t real, but bro!! this was my experience just this morning, this was someone i took on a date last week of december, we were meant to meet up again, but she had to leave for service(in the east) on her arrival we couldn’t talk, i texted her on snap(see first media) but she didn’t reply, two days later i texted her on whatsapp and the message didn’t tick twice, it was then i realized something is wrong, i had to call her, she explained to that her phone got bad on her arrival, she asked me for financial assistance, i sent her the money to fix the phone, days later she didn’t mention anything about the phone, then i had to ask her during one of our conversation, it was then she told me that “it’s a panel issue, it cant be fixed anymore” i sympathized with her then continued our conversation, days later she asked for another money for the same phone fixing, i explained my current situation to her, i told her about the expenses on me and i can’t spend anymore money out of budget, she grumbled and sighed, i had to apologize to her lol, just two days back i noticed she reposted a post on her ticktock and the message on whatsapp finally ticked twice, i asked her on call if she has fixed the phone, she said no, saying that the money i sent won’t be enough since it’s panel issue, i said okay,( though i was suspicious but i didn’t make a big deal out of it) lo and behold i came across her tiktok page with a new post(content) i asked her about the phone and this was her response(last media), i deleted her number and blocked her.💔💔💔

Ishaaka

706,530 views • 7 months ago

Today I had my first demo drive in a Tesla. It was also my first time ever sitting in one. This was the first car I’ve ever sat in the driver’s seat of where I didn’t touch the steering wheel for over 20 miles. Before I even got to the car, the people who had demoed it before me were an older married couple who were absolutely euphoric. They thought it was so cool that the car could drive itself. The Tesla employee told me this happens all the time. People come back from demo drives and tell the next test driver that they’re about to have an amazing experience. Little did I know, I’d end up carrying on the torch to the next couple demoing it after me. There was a ton of construction where I demoed the car, and FSD handled the entire drive extremely well. And yes, it can go through a drive-thru and stop at each window. The only thing I had to do was tap the pedal because it wouldn’t leave on its own, but it was still wild seeing the AI stop perfectly at the second window and wait. There are a million things I could write about why a Tesla feels like a better car and how much more it offers compared to a regular car. But for now, I’ll stick to FSD. There were only two moments that made me a little uneasy. The first was pretty minor. The car slightly hesitated going up a driveway, but quickly made up its mind. The second was more noticeable. I didn’t realize the car was nagging me. Once I touched the steering wheel, nothing happened, so I pulled it right a little harder, then let go. After that, the car turned left and crossed a double yellow on a backroad. (and yes I know you can sue the volume knob) I’m not totally sure if it was trying to pull over or what it was doing. I wanted to see how it would handle the situation, but there were cars coming, so I took over and corrected it. One of the coolest moments was when I thought FSD was glitching because it came to a complete stop in the middle of a busy road. Then I looked around and realized why. On the right side, there was a bicyclist waiting at a yellow crosswalk. The cars behind me didn’t honk, and the Tesla stopping actually incentivized another car in the right lane to stop and let him pass. The car is almost too nice to pedestrians, because 99.999% of humans would’ve blown through that, especially with no flashing light. For 99.9% of the drive, the car navigated confidently and smoothly. It was a real “feel the AGI” moment. Please do not let the media, the general public, or anyone else convince you that this technology is just some kind of auto assist or glorified cruise control. This is undoubtedly getting extremely close to feeling superhuman. You still have to pay attention to the road, but after experiencing it myself, I’d be shocked if HW4 Teslas aren’t unsupervised within the next couple years. The car was extremely smooth. There was no harsh braking, and it even avoided something in the road that I didn’t see. Driving with FSD made me realize I probably wasn’t driving as well as I could be. Hopefully, eventually, everyone’s car can be as mindful as a Tesla. I’ve never seen a brand so far removed from the public’s sentiment. I’m so happy I ordered one.

Chris

18,722 views • 1 month ago

I'm going to tell you all a story. Back in November 2023, I attended the San Francisco Fan Expo. I was right in the middle of finishing all of my finals for San Francisco State University in order to graduate, but I wanted to go to the event to say hello to Tony Todd in person and congratulate him on his outstanding performance as Venom in Marvel's Spider-Man 2. I was already lucky enough to briefly say hi to him during San Diego Comic-Con 2023, but it was in passing amongst a massive crowd of people and I barely had enough time to introduce myself. The moment I walked up to him at Fan Expo, he immediately remembered me from our brief interaction prior, already knew my name, and asked how I was doing in school. I was able to talk with him one-on-one for multiple days during the event, geek out about our favorite shared nerd culture, gift him with a Marvel's Spider-Man 2 Venom fan art print, and learn firsthand just how much he loved his work, his family, and all of his fans. During Fan Expo, there was a Q&A panel for Marvel's Spider-Man 2 which I was in attendance for. Tony & Nadji were able to answer several questions from fans about the game. When I walked up to the panel's microphone, my question in particular was about where they would like to see Miles & Venom go next within the Marvel's Spider-Man universe. Tony clearly adored the games, essentially said that he would love to see Venom "travel the world", and that he would want to keep playing the character forever. After I thanked them both for answering my question, Tony said something to me in front of everybody attending the panel that will stick with me for the rest of my life: "Everybody keep your eyes on this young man right here. He'll be working for Marvel someday." Tony's unfathomable kindness and warmth not only inspired me to graduate Magna Cum Laude from San Francisco State University, but they also furthered my drive to pursue my dreams within the industry. I am utterly gutted and heartbroken to hear about his passing. I genuinely feel like I've lost a close friend. But, above everything else, I am eternally grateful for everything that he has done for the entire Spider-Man community, as well as pouring his heart and soul into his craft which went on to inspire so many others. Thank you for healing the world, Tony. Rest in Peace. 🕷❤️

Evan Filarca

133,056 views • 1 year ago

We said goodbye to our beloved Odom last night as it was his time to go. To say I am devastated would be an understatement because that dog has saved my life more times than I could even begin to fathom. To be with him at the end of his amazing life was an honor I do not take for granted. Most of my days and routines over the last few years were centered around him and ensuring that he received what he needed. Whether it was receiving insulin for his diabetes at the same times every day or planning walks and meals to accommodate what worked best for him, my schedule revolved around what he needed. To some, this might seem like a nuisance. For me, it made me better. I made his routines my routines. Walking him twice a day gave me time to reflect and appreciate all of the good in my life. Planning time for his exercise ensured I did the same for myself. Being immediately anchored by his weight on a walk because he wanted to appreciate something he had noticed taught me to slow down and take in moments in a way I wasn’t used to. His routine was my routine, and it made me better. When I first saw him at the Edmonton Humane Society Society, I wasn’t ready for a dog. My brother Alec was there, and he saw me with Odom, and he knew that I was in love immediately. I didn’t find Odom, but Odom found me. I left, not taking him home and immediately knew it was a mistake, and that he was meant to be in my life. I went to the Edmonton Humane Society the next day, 30 minutes before it opened, to ensure that I would be the first person to go through the doors. I headed straight for where Odom was, and he came home with me that day. With all of the ups and downs I have had in my life since, my love and pride in that dog were a constant. I am terribly sad, and I am taking solace in this quote from Andrew Garfield on grief: “This is all the unexpressed love, the grief that will remain with us until we pass because we never get enough time with each other, no matter if someone lives till 60, 15, or 99.” I love that dog because that dog loved me. Bye Odom…You will always be my best friend.

George Couros

35,323 views • 2 years ago

Today, aside a Christian brother giving me free food, something genuinely beautiful happened to me again, and it left me thinking, if only we were this religiously tolerant, Nigeria would be a far better place. I live in a block of four flats. I am the only Muslim, the other three residents are Christians. Two of which are married, one is a bachelor like me, hustling and figuring life out. One of my closest neighbors is Isaac. We live on the same floor. He is married with two kids, in his late 30s, while I am in my 20s. We talk a lot and we banter endlessly about politics and football despite our age gaps. I am a die-hard Barca fan, he is a Madrid fan. I am Pro-El-Rufai, he was a Peter Obi supporter, who is now tilting towards Tinubu in the next election. So you can imagine, there is always something to argue about between us, and we enjoy it, but what we both agree on is Tinubu didn't treat Mallam fairly (Although he believes Mallam should have handled it better, I always told him it’s because he didn’t know the background that’s why he think so). So, Yesterday we were discussing Christmas plans. During Eid, I hosted a barbecue in my apartment, so we were talking about how Christmas would be done in his place. He told me he would like to invite me over to eat Christmas food with his family. I gladly accepted because I am somebody that loves to party, and every christmas since in the Uni we go out and have. A few moments later, since he mentioned that he bought a ram, I hesitantly explained to him that while I could eat the food, I could not eat the ram (I hesistated because I didn't think he will get me). He paused for a moment and asked why. I explained to him that in Islam, certain prayers must be recited before an animal is slaughtered for the meat to be permissible. Eating meat from an animal slaughtered without those prayers is not allowed in Islam. He then asked out of curiosity, why I would eat the chicken but not the ram. I explained that the chicken is carton chicken with a halal tag, and I even showed him what the tag looks like. He was surprised. He said he had always seen the halal label but never knew what it meant. We both laughed about it. From his reaction, I could tell that the explanation about prayers before slaughtering an animal did not really make sense to him, but what mattered was that he respected my beliefs and did not try to push or argue. We simply changed the topic and moved on. Early in the morning today before, Isaac called me and asked me to come downstairs. When I did, he asked me to slaughter the ram and perform the prayers so that I could comfortably join them for the evening barbecue, since his religion doesn't have limitations over that. I was honestly shocked and deeply impressed. In that moment, I thought to myself, if only more people were this respectful and tolerant of other people’s faith, Nigeria would be a much better place. (It was later in the day that I saw Bashir Ahmad, OON’s post of Albani, that you can actually eat the meat even if it wasn’t slaughtered by a Muslim) The point I am trying to make here is, an average Nigerian Christian would have taken offense the moment I said I could not eat his meat, all he will hear is AVERSION, without respect for my faith and beliefs but not Isaac, he chose to respect my faith, and choices without taking offense. Surprisingly, Isaac is from Plateau State. He was born and raised in Delta, lived briefly in the UK, and then returned to Nigeria. I am writing after dancing “Oble.....Obleee.....Obleeeee” in my compoud with my christian neighbors. Nigeria will be a good place to live if we learn to tolerate one another and genuinely respect our differences.

Mal. Imran U. Wakili (PULLO) 👑 #iSTANDWITHELRUFAI

129,032 views • 8 months ago

Back when I had nothing… I was a nobody to most people. TBH, my parents didn't even see me getting to where I am today. It's just the truth, the chips were stacked for my sister. Not me. But it's just not the reality today. However, there was ONE person in my life that didn’t see me that way. My significant other saw something in me before a lot of things. Before all my wins. Before the $. Before any proof. And honestly… that means a lot to me, if not the most of all. I’ve always been wired a little different. I’m a mix of finance, engineering, and tech, with a sprinkle of obsession. I learned and studied from the best. Warren Buffett for how to invest. Elon Musk for work ethic and where the future is going. And once I saw it… I went all in. Bc when you truly understand what you own… you don’t need 20 bets. What you really need is conviction and just a few bets. That’s how I approached everything in my life. All the way from Apple… to Tesla… to 𝕏… to xAI… and now SpaceX. I believe I have an eye for spotting the best entrepreneurs and companies early, before it becomes obvious to everyone. And when I see it, I back it 100%. That’s just who I am. I don’t need a big circle. I’ve already got my day ones. I don’t need approval. I grew up my whole life with doubt and hate, so what’s one more? At this point, the levels are just too different. And yeah… it's true, it actually gets harder to make new friends when you’re moving like this. So I stay loyal to the ones who were there when I had nothing. I made it with Apple - youngest in, youngest out. Then I made it with Tesla… while people were laughing, doubting, calling me crazy, telling me I was going to go bankrupt with Elon. Fast forward to today, now I'm heading into something even bigger. If the story plays out the way it’s shaping up… SpaceX could have the largest IPO in history this year. The company is talking about raising over $75B… at a $1.75-$2 trillion valuation. For context… the biggest IPO ever - Saudi Aramco - raised about $29B. This would be more than double that. Let that sink in deep. To me this is more than just an investment. This is owning a piece of the future of space, energy, AI... extending the light of consciousness forward in case something happens to Earth. People can call me crazy. People can call me cocky. Arrogant. But the people that actually know me know the truth - I’m just real AF. I say what I believe, and I stand on it. And I genuinely don’t care what people think. I have two middle fingers always held high for those kind of people. That’s probably why I’ve been able to win the way I have. My significant other tells me to slow down sometimes. And I get it. But for me… What’s the point of life if you play it safe? If you see an opportunity that can change everything… and you just sit back? That’s not me. I’d rather go all in on something I believe in… live with intensity… take the hits… and actually feel alive and live life with fulfillment. Laugh if you want, doubt if you want. Some play it safe, a few go all in. You can call it risky. You can call it stupid. You can call it crazy. I call it living. Bc at the end of the day, I'd rather go all in on something I believe in and fail... than spend my life wondering "what if."

Teslaconomics

29,404 views • 5 months ago

Some market traders will test your patience. 😂 This afternoon, one almost gave me high blood pressure. A group of women traced our maize farm all by themselves. They told my workers they wanted to buy 6 bags of fresh maize. My workers called me. I asked one simple question: “How much are they offering per bag?” The answer came back… ₦15,000 per bag. I was surprised. We normally sell for ₦13,000. I immediately told my boys: “Harvest it and bag it for them.” A few minutes later… The 6 bags were ready. Then the drama started. They looked at the bags and said: “This isn’t how we bag maize in the market.” No problem. I told my workers to let them re-bag it however they wanted. You won’t believe what happened next. They rearranged 6 bags into just 3 bags. 😂 I was still trying to process that… Then they dropped the real bombshell. “We’re not paying ₦15,000 again.” “Since we came to the farm ourselves, we’ll only pay ₦9,000 per bag oh.” I was so angry I nearly asked my boys to use cane and chase them out of my farm. That’s when I knew what was happening. The maize had already been harvested. They probably assumed we’d panic and accept the lower price rather than look for another buyer. Wrong farm. I politely told my workers not to continue with the transaction and asked the buyers to leave. Then I made a few phone calls. Within a short time, we found another buyer who wanted 16 bags. I simply told my boys: “Go back into the farm.” “Harvest more.” I will send truck to the farm now We’ll load the maize together with some plantain. One lesson I’ve learned in farming: Never negotiate from desperation. The moment buyers know you have options… The conversation changes. My fellow farmers what’s the craziest negotiation you’ve ever had with a buyer? I know this can’t be the worst story out there.

Ayo | Farm Tribe by AY 🇳🇬 🇹🇷 🌾🍫🫚

11,083 views • 1 month ago

📌Messages tabled by Senona: “Hi General, I trust you are well. You made arrangements that I meet this guy (Cat Matlala), because he’s your friend and brother, and he needed my help to speak to General Nkuwa to place orders on his contract. He volunteered information about the house address where Sibiya collects money using a state vehicle, and that he paid R2 million towards Sibiya for the purchase of his plot. He also told me about the townhouse, the fact that he is the one who introduced our meeting at the Ad Hoc Committee, and that he lied under oath. He invited me to make public the information that he gave me, which will put his life at risk. I am still going to that committee, and I hope he doesn’t mind me exposing him to both the General and Mr XXX (this name was reducted and the commission heard that the person named is very dangerous). I hope you won’t blame me for risking his life, because I have to tell the truth about our meeting. If he thinks he can fool the committee, it’s okay, but I will not say much, other than to simply play a recording of our meeting, because I have the record. What is worse is that after you told me about the discussion between you and him regarding Nkuwa, I asked you about your relationship with him. I still don’t know how the two of you met to discuss Nangi’s case. Besides voice recordings, cellular phone triangulation, my vehicle tracker, including access footage, will confirm the date and time of our meeting. And for his own sake, I hope that those timelines are in line with what he said before the committee in relation to his arrest. This man says he met you seven years ago, which contradicts what you told me, that you grew up together. I guess this will become clear as the investigation continues.” 🎯Verdict: No threats here, said #MadlangaCommission

Zintoh Mhlanga

41,020 views • 7 months ago

I don’t share these videos or this story often. At 5:45 PM on July 13, 2024 at the Butler Farm Show, my then 10-week pregnant wife and I spoke with President Donald J. Trump . He asked what I was noticing on the trail and about my work. I told him we were going to deliver him back to The White House. He commended me on my speech. My wife asked me if he had actually seen my speech. I told her I wasn’t sure but appreciated his compliments. At 6PM we saw pictures of President Trump on Trump Force One watching us as he flew in. We laughed. My wife teased me for doubting him. At 6:03PM, the President took the stage and stopped in front of us before taking the podium located 20 feet ahead. He turned to me, tilts his head, says “good job” as he points to the podium. My friends and family remind me I doubted the man watched us. At 6:11PM, bullets screamed past. The President went to the ground, facing us. Unarmed, all we could do was find the earth. I laid on my pregnant wife, praying to Christ. The shooter was 350 feet directly to our rear. Corey and his family 20 feet to our rear, James Copenhagen and David Dutch 100 feet ahead. The laughs and joy were stolen from us all. And when I remember how angry I was that such a joyous occasion was turned horrific and the sense of relief I felt as I saw the President rise from the floor, I remember that families exists that have a much different story. Just yesterday, I spoke with David Dutch who explained that a bullet fragment is still pushing its way out of his abdomen. A painful reminder of his near-death experience. And the story that Helen, Allyson, and Kaylee have to tell and remember is a constant hell. Every day is a reminder of the loss of Corey. There was nothing staged about this attack. The death, and pain , and grief of it is still very real. It’s our duty to keep the memory of that day alive. So to all of those who tell us to let it go, to quit talking about it, and who say it was fake, I say: “Never.”

Mayor Jondavid “JD” Longo

34,827 views • 1 year ago