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351,999 görüntüleme • 5 ay önce

Pls read the below post for the context before reading this post. Loosely Translated Namfon’s Talk about Engfa. - Almost 20 years ago, when I moved to this school (in Supanbuti), I didn’t have many friends. Then I met Engfa (Mook), and we became close. She was someone who was fun to talk to, always cheerful, and being around her made me happy. She would invite me to play and chat all day. - Then suddenly, she had to move away. It was so abrupt, I only knew two or three days in advance. Her mom picked her up from school. She moved to Uthai. For me, it felt like a shutdown. Every day had been full of laughter and happiness, and then suddenly she was gone. - I knew she had to work while studying. I didn’t have much money, but I shared what I could. On days when I had money, I gave some to her. On days when she had snacks, she shared them with me. Someday, I deposited money into her account. I saw her rented house- it wasn’t in great condition. - I loved her. I saw her as a kid who fought hard. She was only in Por 5 but had to sing to earn money while studying at the same time. - Later, when she was a singer with her old label company, I thought she was already famous. I saw her come back around the neighborhood, but I didn’t dare greet her. I wasn’t sure if she remembered me, so I just watched her from afar. - When Engfa mentioned my story, I was stunned. That’s when I realized she still remembered me - just as I still remembered her. For me, it’s unforgettable. She was my very first friend when I moved here. Now I follow her as a fan. From friend to fan. - I’m happy she’s successful now, not struggling like before. Back then, I worried about how she was doing. But after seeing her compete on The Voice, I stopped worrying. Now the only thing I hope for is her health. She works so hard and much, I just want her to rest more. Whenever I miss her, I just pick up my phone and see her working here and there. Social media makes that possible now. - Just hearing her mention me makes me so happy. Knowing she hasn’t forgotten me, that’s enough, nothing more. - If I were to describe Engfa’s kindness: she was truly sweet. When I first moved in, my desk was near hers. She reached out to chat with me, invite me to eat together. - At that time, my family ran a junk shop. Seniors bullied me about it. She shouted back at them: “So what? What’s wrong with buying junk?” Then she turned to me and said, “Don’t listen to them. Just let it go. You’re not doing anything wrong.” That’s the kind of her kindness I’ll never forget //What a beautiful story🥹🥹🥹 Pls watch the full VDO on FB ⬇️ #อิงฟ้ามหาชน #อิงฟ้าวราหะ #EngfaWaraha Engfa Waraha (ตัวจริง)

Pls read the below post for the context before reading this post. Loosely Translated Namfon’s Talk about Engfa. - Almost 20 years ago, when I moved to this school (in Supanbuti), I didn’t have many friends. Then I met Engfa (Mook), and we became close. She was someone who was fun to talk to, always cheerful, and being around her made me happy. She would invite me to play and chat all day. - Then suddenly, she had to move away. It was so abrupt, I only knew two or three days in advance. Her mom picked her up from school. She moved to Uthai. For me, it felt like a shutdown. Every day had been full of laughter and happiness, and then suddenly she was gone. - I knew she had to work while studying. I didn’t have much money, but I shared what I could. On days when I had money, I gave some to her. On days when she had snacks, she shared them with me. Someday, I deposited money into her account. I saw her rented house- it wasn’t in great condition. - I loved her. I saw her as a kid who fought hard. She was only in Por 5 but had to sing to earn money while studying at the same time. - Later, when she was a singer with her old label company, I thought she was already famous. I saw her come back around the neighborhood, but I didn’t dare greet her. I wasn’t sure if she remembered me, so I just watched her from afar. - When Engfa mentioned my story, I was stunned. That’s when I realized she still remembered me - just as I still remembered her. For me, it’s unforgettable. She was my very first friend when I moved here. Now I follow her as a fan. From friend to fan. - I’m happy she’s successful now, not struggling like before. Back then, I worried about how she was doing. But after seeing her compete on The Voice, I stopped worrying. Now the only thing I hope for is her health. She works so hard and much, I just want her to rest more. Whenever I miss her, I just pick up my phone and see her working here and there. Social media makes that possible now. - Just hearing her mention me makes me so happy. Knowing she hasn’t forgotten me, that’s enough, nothing more. - If I were to describe Engfa’s kindness: she was truly sweet. When I first moved in, my desk was near hers. She reached out to chat with me, invite me to eat together. - At that time, my family ran a junk shop. Seniors bullied me about it. She shouted back at them: “So what? What’s wrong with buying junk?” Then she turned to me and said, “Don’t listen to them. Just let it go. You’re not doing anything wrong.” That’s the kind of her kindness I’ll never forget //What a beautiful story🥹🥹🥹 Pls watch the full VDO on FB ⬇️ #อิงฟ้ามหาชน #อิงฟ้าวราหะ #EngfaWaraha Engfa Waraha (ตัวจริง)

Sunday (Swai)

15,188 görüntüleme • 2 ay önce

Caller: "Okay. So, I've been with my wife for, we've been together since we were 14, for 14 years. I'm 32, I met her when I was 19, we had a child at 20. And, um, I've always just kind of been a butthead to her, to be honest. Every now and then I would demean her or make little comments, and I would say it started to really get bad about six weeks ago. Um, we were doing some work in the yard, and I really just blew up on her over the stupidest little thing. And then about a week later, we're just constantly arguing and dividing from each other. And then about a week or two later, she told me that she thought she was falling out of love with me. And it just really crushed me. I never would have thought that those words could come out of her mouth, and she told me that the way I treat her is, I'm not treating her the right way. And I completely owned it. I mean, I said everything you said is absolutely correct. You know, and I said, 'I don't want my son, our son growing up thinking that this is how you're supposed to treat women.' And, I mean, since that day, I have treated her like an angel. I mean, I've done everything and just constantly telling her I love her, giving her hugs, kisses. Um, but that was a Saturday night, and then Monday night she ended up telling me that she was, um, in communication with a guy she met on TikTok. And she told me she broke it off with him, and I asked her, What was the subjects about?' And she said it was just somebody to talk to about what I'm going through, my mental, you know, health. And she said it was never anything flirtatious or anything like that. She said it was just a stranger that I could talk to, but she said, 'I broke it off with him, and I'm gonna focus on us. And I said, 'I'm all in with you, let's rebuild this.' And we went about two weeks and it was just absolute honeymoon phase. I mean, we were just, never it was great. And then I went through her phone two weeks after that and found that she was on Snapchat with the guy. And I confronted her about it, and she said, 'Okay, well, I didn't think you were really gonna change, and I wanted to keep this friendship with the guy.' And she said, 'I'll break it off with him.' And I'm like, 'Okay, I guess I'll give you a second chance. I'm kind of heartbroken again that you would keep this from me. And then about a week and a half later, which was just yesterday, I went through the call logs on which, I feel bad because I'm constantly digging at all this, but every time I dig, I find something. And I confronted her yesterday that she's been talking to this guy for 30, 40, 50 minutes a day, um, the last week and a half, after she told me a third time that she was breaking it off with him. And I'm just super confused. I don't really know how to handle this. Now she's saying that she's all done talking to him, and I'm like, 'Well, how do I trust you now? You've been lying to me for the past three weeks about this.' So, that's really all I got." John Delony: "So for 14 years... you belittled your wife. She got the clear message she was beneath you. You're the smart one, you're the fast one, you're the quick one. You are the provider, you're the all this stuff." Caller: "Mhm. I always thought she was beneath me." John Delony: "Yeah, you did. And she's got that message for, for a decade and a half.

Caller: "Okay. So, I've been with my wife for, we've been together since we were 14, for 14 years. I'm 32, I met her when I was 19, we had a child at 20. And, um, I've always just kind of been a butthead to her, to be honest. Every now and then I would demean her or make little comments, and I would say it started to really get bad about six weeks ago. Um, we were doing some work in the yard, and I really just blew up on her over the stupidest little thing. And then about a week later, we're just constantly arguing and dividing from each other. And then about a week or two later, she told me that she thought she was falling out of love with me. And it just really crushed me. I never would have thought that those words could come out of her mouth, and she told me that the way I treat her is, I'm not treating her the right way. And I completely owned it. I mean, I said everything you said is absolutely correct. You know, and I said, 'I don't want my son, our son growing up thinking that this is how you're supposed to treat women.' And, I mean, since that day, I have treated her like an angel. I mean, I've done everything and just constantly telling her I love her, giving her hugs, kisses. Um, but that was a Saturday night, and then Monday night she ended up telling me that she was, um, in communication with a guy she met on TikTok. And she told me she broke it off with him, and I asked her, What was the subjects about?' And she said it was just somebody to talk to about what I'm going through, my mental, you know, health. And she said it was never anything flirtatious or anything like that. She said it was just a stranger that I could talk to, but she said, 'I broke it off with him, and I'm gonna focus on us. And I said, 'I'm all in with you, let's rebuild this.' And we went about two weeks and it was just absolute honeymoon phase. I mean, we were just, never it was great. And then I went through her phone two weeks after that and found that she was on Snapchat with the guy. And I confronted her about it, and she said, 'Okay, well, I didn't think you were really gonna change, and I wanted to keep this friendship with the guy.' And she said, 'I'll break it off with him.' And I'm like, 'Okay, I guess I'll give you a second chance. I'm kind of heartbroken again that you would keep this from me. And then about a week and a half later, which was just yesterday, I went through the call logs on which, I feel bad because I'm constantly digging at all this, but every time I dig, I find something. And I confronted her yesterday that she's been talking to this guy for 30, 40, 50 minutes a day, um, the last week and a half, after she told me a third time that she was breaking it off with him. And I'm just super confused. I don't really know how to handle this. Now she's saying that she's all done talking to him, and I'm like, 'Well, how do I trust you now? You've been lying to me for the past three weeks about this.' So, that's really all I got." John Delony: "So for 14 years... you belittled your wife. She got the clear message she was beneath you. You're the smart one, you're the fast one, you're the quick one. You are the provider, you're the all this stuff." Caller: "Mhm. I always thought she was beneath me." John Delony: "Yeah, you did. And she's got that message for, for a decade and a half.

Hecto Crypto | NetLink ⛓

147,403 görüntüleme • 1 ay önce

Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight

Pain demands to be felt We brought Banban home around 2017. Papa was planning to pass her to one of his bowling buddies, but we begged, and somehow he smiled and said yes. She came with Lassy and Fudgie at first—those three tumbling through the house like they owned it. One by one, old age quietly took the others, leaving Banban as the last gentle giant of that little pack. She was always indoors, but every chance we got, we’d walk her slowly outside, her tail still sweeping the air like she was young again. I used to be only a cat person—those scrappy puspins were my world. But Banban? She never once snapped or pushed them away. She’d let them curl into her warmth, even nap beside her massive paws. I can still see her lying there, patient, eyes half-closed, as if saying, “It’s okay, little ones. You’re safe here.” That quiet kindness was her language. She carried us through everything. Papa’s death in 2019 left a hole nothing could fill—except Banban, still there at the gate, still wagging like he might walk through the door any second. The pandemic locked us in; Typhoon Ulysses tore the world apart outside; she stayed steady. Through tears, fear, silence, she was the one constant heartbeat we could touch. Every time I left the house, I came back with pasalubong just for her—warm pandesal, bits of chicken, her favorite treats. The second the gate creaked, there she was: ears up, eyes bright, that full-body wiggle of pure joy. No matter how heavy the day had been, her welcome cracked me open with light. Then Britney and Cabs arrived—tiny tornadoes of chaos. They’d nip at her ears, climb over her like she was furniture. Banban never growled. She’d just sigh that big, dramatic sigh, shift her weight, and let them win. Big sister to the end. January 2026 stole her hind legs without warning. We carried her, supported her, walked her anyway—whispering, “Come on, girl, just a little more.” I prayed until my throat hurt, bargained with God, promised anything if she’d just stand again. We bought every medicine, tried every trick. But this week her light started fading fast. Last Wednesday, I looked into those tired brown eyes and knew: we were down to hours. I sat on the floor beside her, forehead to forehead. I whispered sorry—for not walking her one more time around the block, for not sneaking her one extra treat (even though she was already the most spoiled girl in the world). I thanked her for every single day she chose us, for guarding our broken hearts, for being the thread that still tied me to Papa. I told her she didn’t have to fight anymore. “It’s okay to rest now, Banban. You’ve been so brave. I love you. Go find Papa—he’s waiting.” The room went still. Birds sang outside like they knew. Time stretched thin. Five minutes later, she sighed one last soft breath and slipped away—peaceful, no pain, just… gone. The tears haven’t stopped. She was my last living piece of him. Papa brought her home; now they’re together again, I have to believe that. I begged her to come back to us somehow, in some new fur and wagging tail. Coming home now is the hardest part. The gate is empty. No happy bark, no smiling face pressed to the bars, no warm body leaning into my legs. The silence screams. But I thank God—for the gift of her, for the gentle way He carried her home. I’ll keep praying she finds her way back. We love you beyond words, Banban. Run free, our sweetest Ate. Chase endless zoomies, roll in fields of treats, rest your head on Papa’s lap. Watch over us, okay? Until we meet again. I miss you with every breath. But heaven denied Destiny decried Something beautiful died Too soon But I'm letting go I'm givin' up the ghost But don't get me wrong I'll always love you that's why I wrote you this very last song I guess this is where we say goodbye I know I'll be alright Someday I'll be fine But just not tonight

1Jrome

19,792 görüntüleme • 5 ay önce

THE TRUTH SHALL CONTINUE TO PREVAIL We would like to appreciate those who stood up for IMISI against all odds, especially when the last incident happened a couple of days ago, and we pray that God will continue to come through for you as well. However, we would equally like to tell those who would stop at nothing, all in the name of an agenda to spin the truth: may I remind you that any attempt to muddy the narrative, all in the name of an agenda, will be met with the full resistance of Imisi, her team, and all her loved ones (IMISTARS) around the world. It is one thing not to like her; it is another thing to distort her, call her a liar, and lace it with gaslighting. I hope those who have said so many horrible things about her person based on the past event can now look themselves in the mirror. The release of the video confirms what she had said all along. The incident was not only disrespectful, but the false narrative that followed was deeply damaging. While an apology has since been issued (now deleted again lol), it is difficult to accept words that come after denial, gaslighting, and an attempt to rewrite the truth. Accountability requires sincerity, and sincerity was absent. This solidifies what we've been saying. Imisi continues to show strength in the face of provocation, but no one should have to wear resilience as a shield against constant hostility. We thank the Imistars for standing firm in love, truth, and support for Imisi. She deserves fairness, respect, and dignity, nothing less. Team Imisi 🧡 #ImisiAyanwale #imisi #BBNaija

THE TRUTH SHALL CONTINUE TO PREVAIL We would like to appreciate those who stood up for IMISI against all odds, especially when the last incident happened a couple of days ago, and we pray that God will continue to come through for you as well. However, we would equally like to tell those who would stop at nothing, all in the name of an agenda to spin the truth: may I remind you that any attempt to muddy the narrative, all in the name of an agenda, will be met with the full resistance of Imisi, her team, and all her loved ones (IMISTARS) around the world. It is one thing not to like her; it is another thing to distort her, call her a liar, and lace it with gaslighting. I hope those who have said so many horrible things about her person based on the past event can now look themselves in the mirror. The release of the video confirms what she had said all along. The incident was not only disrespectful, but the false narrative that followed was deeply damaging. While an apology has since been issued (now deleted again lol), it is difficult to accept words that come after denial, gaslighting, and an attempt to rewrite the truth. Accountability requires sincerity, and sincerity was absent. This solidifies what we've been saying. Imisi continues to show strength in the face of provocation, but no one should have to wear resilience as a shield against constant hostility. We thank the Imistars for standing firm in love, truth, and support for Imisi. She deserves fairness, respect, and dignity, nothing less. Team Imisi 🧡 #ImisiAyanwale #imisi #BBNaija

IMISIOLUWA🧡

103,485 görüntüleme • 1 yıl önce

I left my bot running one rule while i slept: Open both sides on BTC market when YES + NO < $1 The result is absolutely shocking. Now simplest arb makes me ~$4,750 per Claude session. No charts, prediction or strategy. Only fire when the math on a market is broken. Here's exactly how it works: On every BTC Up/Down market, YES and NO add up to exactly $1 at the end. One side a dollar, one side zero. So if the book ever offers both for less than a dollar, you buy both and lock the difference. 47 cents for YES, 49 for NO. 96 cents for a guaranteed dollar, simple as that. 4 cents that doesn't care if Bitcoin pumps, dumps or sits dead flat. While i was asleep the scanner watched EVERY crypto market at once. Every second. All night. Each time the two sides summed under a dollar it took both legs before the gap snapped shut. I made exactly ZERO decisions overnight. The honest part: those gaps are thin and brief, fees kill the small ones, and you need both legs filled before it closes. So it skipped way more than it took. And that's correct behavior, not a bug. The best trade i made last night was probably going to sleep. Setup guide below if you want to build the same one. Make sure to compress this info into a prompt before pasting into Claude. Good luck, will drop an update in my next post.

I left my bot running one rule while i slept: Open both sides on BTC market when YES + NO < $1 The result is absolutely shocking. Now simplest arb makes me ~$4,750 per Claude session. No charts, prediction or strategy. Only fire when the math on a market is broken. Here's exactly how it works: On every BTC Up/Down market, YES and NO add up to exactly $1 at the end. One side a dollar, one side zero. So if the book ever offers both for less than a dollar, you buy both and lock the difference. 47 cents for YES, 49 for NO. 96 cents for a guaranteed dollar, simple as that. 4 cents that doesn't care if Bitcoin pumps, dumps or sits dead flat. While i was asleep the scanner watched EVERY crypto market at once. Every second. All night. Each time the two sides summed under a dollar it took both legs before the gap snapped shut. I made exactly ZERO decisions overnight. The honest part: those gaps are thin and brief, fees kill the small ones, and you need both legs filled before it closes. So it skipped way more than it took. And that's correct behavior, not a bug. The best trade i made last night was probably going to sleep. Setup guide below if you want to build the same one. Make sure to compress this info into a prompt before pasting into Claude. Good luck, will drop an update in my next post.

Oracle Boar

26,154 görüntüleme • 1 ay önce

‼️CANDACÉ MESSAGE TO HER CRITICS: Take Your FAKE Altruism And Kick Rocks — The $300K Is MINE And I'll Do What I Want With It.💰🖕 The second she accepted the money, the script flipped. First it was “she’s scared, she won’t take it.” The moment she took it, the same people started demanding she donate every dollar to Erika Kirk, open a trust for Charlie’s children, or send it to Tyler Robinson’s defense. Candace’s response was blunt: she despises fake altruism. Charlie’s children were already multi-millionaires while he was alive. That only increased after his death. The last thing they need is more money from influencers using them as a talking point. What they need is a stable parent — something no amount of peer-pressure donations can buy. She made it clear she will not take instructions from Turning Point USA or any of their affiliates on what to do with money they offered and publicly hyped. The same network that spent months hunting her does not get to run a guilt campaign the second the check clears. The money is hers. She’ll take care of the people who actually took care of her — including her sisters — and she’ll give to the Catholic Church that supported her when she was coming apart realizing how thoroughly Charlie had been betrayed. Everyone else can skip the lectures. You put the money on the table. You retweeted it. It’s hers now. She’ll decide what to do with it. FOLLOW Candace Owens, RT and watch her FULL episode linked below.👇

‼️CANDACÉ MESSAGE TO HER CRITICS: Take Your FAKE Altruism And Kick Rocks — The $300K Is MINE And I'll Do What I Want With It.💰🖕 The second she accepted the money, the script flipped. First it was “she’s scared, she won’t take it.” The moment she took it, the same people started demanding she donate every dollar to Erika Kirk, open a trust for Charlie’s children, or send it to Tyler Robinson’s defense. Candace’s response was blunt: she despises fake altruism. Charlie’s children were already multi-millionaires while he was alive. That only increased after his death. The last thing they need is more money from influencers using them as a talking point. What they need is a stable parent — something no amount of peer-pressure donations can buy. She made it clear she will not take instructions from Turning Point USA or any of their affiliates on what to do with money they offered and publicly hyped. The same network that spent months hunting her does not get to run a guilt campaign the second the check clears. The money is hers. She’ll take care of the people who actually took care of her — including her sisters — and she’ll give to the Catholic Church that supported her when she was coming apart realizing how thoroughly Charlie had been betrayed. Everyone else can skip the lectures. You put the money on the table. You retweeted it. It’s hers now. She’ll decide what to do with it. FOLLOW Candace Owens, RT and watch her FULL episode linked below.👇

Project Constitution

97,235 görüntüleme • 8 gün önce

She paid for convenience… but got frustration instead. Every single week, like clockwork, the same name popped up on her delivery app, Amber. Same shopper. Same driver. And somehow… the same problem. Missing items. Every. Time. At first, she brushed it off. Mistakes happen. But when it became a pattern, it stopped feeling like an accident and started feeling personal. Then came the message that pushed her over the edge: “Canned Pepsi is unavailable.” That was it. That was the moment something didn’t sit right. Because this wasn’t the first time. So instead of accepting it, she did something unexpected, she got in her car and drove straight to the store herself. Heart pounding, phone in hand, ready to prove what she already suspected. She walked through those doors… turned into the beverage aisle… …and froze. Shelves. Fully stocked. Rows and rows of canned Pepsi staring right back at her. Not low. Not hidden. Not sold out. Plenty. At that moment, it wasn’t about soda anymore. It was about trust. She took photos. Filed a complaint. Spoke to management. Because, how many other people were being told the same thing? How many orders were being quietly shorted while customers paid full price? This is exactly why people are starting to question these delivery services… it only takes one bad experience repeated too many times. If this happened to you, would you have let it go… or would you have gone to the store to catch the truth yourself?

She paid for convenience… but got frustration instead. Every single week, like clockwork, the same name popped up on her delivery app, Amber. Same shopper. Same driver. And somehow… the same problem. Missing items. Every. Time. At first, she brushed it off. Mistakes happen. But when it became a pattern, it stopped feeling like an accident and started feeling personal. Then came the message that pushed her over the edge: “Canned Pepsi is unavailable.” That was it. That was the moment something didn’t sit right. Because this wasn’t the first time. So instead of accepting it, she did something unexpected, she got in her car and drove straight to the store herself. Heart pounding, phone in hand, ready to prove what she already suspected. She walked through those doors… turned into the beverage aisle… …and froze. Shelves. Fully stocked. Rows and rows of canned Pepsi staring right back at her. Not low. Not hidden. Not sold out. Plenty. At that moment, it wasn’t about soda anymore. It was about trust. She took photos. Filed a complaint. Spoke to management. Because, how many other people were being told the same thing? How many orders were being quietly shorted while customers paid full price? This is exactly why people are starting to question these delivery services… it only takes one bad experience repeated too many times. If this happened to you, would you have let it go… or would you have gone to the store to catch the truth yourself?

Dr. CZ

857,177 görüntüleme • 4 ay önce

𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗔𝗻𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝗿𝘆, 𝗪𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 Today, we celebrate not just a fandom, not just a ship, but a family that has stood together through every high and low, every happy moment and every uncertain day. Who would have thought that what started as a simple one-week subscription joke would turn into something this beautiful? One year later, here we are—stronger, closer, and still choosing to stay. This journey has never been easy. We have experienced days filled with excitement and happiness, but we have also endured long periods of silence. There were moments when we held on without any assurance of what was coming next. After MMK, we faced uncertainty, wondering if Kai and Kyle would have projects together again, wondering if there would be another event, another appearance, another reason to celebrate. Yet despite all those questions, we stayed. We stayed through the quiet days. We stayed through the waiting. We stayed through the moments when all we had was hope. And that is something I will always be proud of. I am proud of every Wishart who chose understanding over frustration, patience over doubt, and love over disappointment. I am proud of those who continued supporting Kai and Kyle individually while still believing in KaiKyle. I am proud of those who remained positive even when things were unclear. Most importantly, I am proud of those who never gave up on the happiness this family has brought them. Because somewhere along the way, this fandom became so much more than KaiKyle. It became friendships. It became comfort. It became a safe space. It became a home. Many of us came here because of Kai and Kyle, but many of us stayed because of the genuine connections we built with fellow Wisharts. Through every interaction, every event, every group chat, every project, and every shared excitement, we found people who understood us and made this journey even more meaningful. To every Wishart who has supported our projects, joined our events, streamed, voted, cheered, donated, promoted, defended, waited, hoped, and loved alongside us—thank you. Thank you for continuously trusting KaiKyle. Thank you for believing in them even during uncertain times. Thank you for staying when leaving would have been easier. Thank you for making this family what it is today. And to our dearest 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙆𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙤, Thank you. Thank you for bringing so much happiness into our lives. Thank you for every smile, every laugh, every interaction, every memory, and every moment that reminded us why we started supporting you in the first place. You may never fully realize the impact you have had on your supporters, but please know that your presence has brought comfort to so many people. You have made difficult days easier, lonely days brighter, and ordinary days something to look forward to. Through your kindness, authenticity, and genuine appreciation for your supporters, you have touched more lives than you could ever imagine. One year later, our love and support remain the same—if not stronger. This anniversary is not just a celebration of one year of KaiKyle. It is a celebration of every memory we created together, every challenge we overcame, every friendship we built, and every reason we chose to stay. And as we celebrate this milestone, one thing remains certain: We have no plans of making this our last. No matter where life takes the both of you, no matter what paths your careers may take, and no matter what the future holds, we will continue to support, cheer, and believe in you. ONE YEAR WITH KAIKYLE

𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆 𝗙𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗔𝗻𝗻𝗶𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝗿𝘆, 𝗪𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀 Today, we celebrate not just a fandom, not just a ship, but a family that has stood together through every high and low, every happy moment and every uncertain day. Who would have thought that what started as a simple one-week subscription joke would turn into something this beautiful? One year later, here we are—stronger, closer, and still choosing to stay. This journey has never been easy. We have experienced days filled with excitement and happiness, but we have also endured long periods of silence. There were moments when we held on without any assurance of what was coming next. After MMK, we faced uncertainty, wondering if Kai and Kyle would have projects together again, wondering if there would be another event, another appearance, another reason to celebrate. Yet despite all those questions, we stayed. We stayed through the quiet days. We stayed through the waiting. We stayed through the moments when all we had was hope. And that is something I will always be proud of. I am proud of every Wishart who chose understanding over frustration, patience over doubt, and love over disappointment. I am proud of those who continued supporting Kai and Kyle individually while still believing in KaiKyle. I am proud of those who remained positive even when things were unclear. Most importantly, I am proud of those who never gave up on the happiness this family has brought them. Because somewhere along the way, this fandom became so much more than KaiKyle. It became friendships. It became comfort. It became a safe space. It became a home. Many of us came here because of Kai and Kyle, but many of us stayed because of the genuine connections we built with fellow Wisharts. Through every interaction, every event, every group chat, every project, and every shared excitement, we found people who understood us and made this journey even more meaningful. To every Wishart who has supported our projects, joined our events, streamed, voted, cheered, donated, promoted, defended, waited, hoped, and loved alongside us—thank you. Thank you for continuously trusting KaiKyle. Thank you for believing in them even during uncertain times. Thank you for staying when leaving would have been easier. Thank you for making this family what it is today. And to our dearest 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙮 𝙆𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝘿𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙤, Thank you. Thank you for bringing so much happiness into our lives. Thank you for every smile, every laugh, every interaction, every memory, and every moment that reminded us why we started supporting you in the first place. You may never fully realize the impact you have had on your supporters, but please know that your presence has brought comfort to so many people. You have made difficult days easier, lonely days brighter, and ordinary days something to look forward to. Through your kindness, authenticity, and genuine appreciation for your supporters, you have touched more lives than you could ever imagine. One year later, our love and support remain the same—if not stronger. This anniversary is not just a celebration of one year of KaiKyle. It is a celebration of every memory we created together, every challenge we overcame, every friendship we built, and every reason we chose to stay. And as we celebrate this milestone, one thing remains certain: We have no plans of making this our last. No matter where life takes the both of you, no matter what paths your careers may take, and no matter what the future holds, we will continue to support, cheer, and believe in you. ONE YEAR WITH KAIKYLE

KAIKYLE OFFICIAL

31,354 görüntüleme • 2 ay önce

Rosie O’Donnell reveals she got the pronoun “they” tattooed on her wrist for her nonbinary daughter, thinking she’d be touched. She didn’t give “two shits.” Rosie got the tattoo because she kept calling her daughter “she” when her daughter wanted to be called “they.” The tattoo was supposed to be a reminder to use “they/them” pronouns. But while telling the story, Rosie still can't get the pronouns right. 😂 AMY POEHLER: "Can you tell us where the title Common Knowledge comes from? 'Cause I love this." ROSIE: "This is a true story. So she — they, they. And it's a they/them." POEHLER: "Yep." ROSIE: "That's the pronouns that they choose. But it's very hard, honey." POEHLER: "I know. And I love that you're constantly correcting in real time, like we all do. It's really beautiful. And it really matters to them." ROSIE: "And I know it matters to them. And so when they [my daughter] first told me that it was they/them, I tried my best, but I kept saying 'she.' And so they wrote on a cardboard paper 'they,' and then they would hold it up above their head every time I said she, like John Cusack in Say Anything with the boombox, just staring at me, you know?" ROSIE: "And so I took her to my cousin's tattoo shop with the 'they' in her handwriting, and I had it tattooed on my wrist so that I would never forget, that it would remind me. And I thought she'd be very touched, and she didn't give two shits." [Amy Poehler bursts into laughter] ROSIE: "She could not care less! And I just said she. I just did it again in the 'they' story. I messed it up. But, yeah."

Rosie O’Donnell reveals she got the pronoun “they” tattooed on her wrist for her nonbinary daughter, thinking she’d be touched. She didn’t give “two shits.” Rosie got the tattoo because she kept calling her daughter “she” when her daughter wanted to be called “they.” The tattoo was supposed to be a reminder to use “they/them” pronouns. But while telling the story, Rosie still can't get the pronouns right. 😂 AMY POEHLER: "Can you tell us where the title Common Knowledge comes from? 'Cause I love this." ROSIE: "This is a true story. So she — they, they. And it's a they/them." POEHLER: "Yep." ROSIE: "That's the pronouns that they choose. But it's very hard, honey." POEHLER: "I know. And I love that you're constantly correcting in real time, like we all do. It's really beautiful. And it really matters to them." ROSIE: "And I know it matters to them. And so when they [my daughter] first told me that it was they/them, I tried my best, but I kept saying 'she.' And so they wrote on a cardboard paper 'they,' and then they would hold it up above their head every time I said she, like John Cusack in Say Anything with the boombox, just staring at me, you know?" ROSIE: "And so I took her to my cousin's tattoo shop with the 'they' in her handwriting, and I had it tattooed on my wrist so that I would never forget, that it would remind me. And I thought she'd be very touched, and she didn't give two shits." [Amy Poehler bursts into laughter] ROSIE: "She could not care less! And I just said she. I just did it again in the 'they' story. I messed it up. But, yeah."

The Vigilant Fox 🦊

270,866 görüntüleme • 13 gün önce