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All of us are ambiently aware of who the cast is here (), the article is decent to fill in the gaps if you haven't checked in for like a decade, and if it's been longer since you cared this listicle goes back to 2011. Here's the article's summary of grievances against drake:

Drake has often behaved like an actual king, using other artists to prop up his image and his credibility and even actual music, sending out cease and desists for all sorts of reasons, stealing women, talking shit behind closed doors

This is the level of 4d chess they be operating on:

I don't recommend listening to any of this particularly, but shitty millennial rap feels like the 2000s so I had fun reviewing them. The tracks vaguely in order (YT links):

Future snipes at Drake on an album, this track has Kendrick joining in

Rick Ross calls Drake a yt boi

While waiting for Drake, J Cole does some dumb shit

Future releases a second album on the same topic, this track has The Weeknd

Drake shoots back

Kendrick executes Drake

P.S. Kanye is sorta back, he's still blacklisted by the media but he's selling clothes and releasing albums, I refuse to figure out if it's good.

It apparently started when SNOY started mandating linking PSN accounts to steam/PC version of the game

/r/PCGaming: Helldivers 2 to require linking Steam account to a Playstation account starting on May 6th. It was previously optional due to technical issues at launch

/r/Games : HELLDIVERS 2 Account Linking Update

The revolution begins

Aftermath:

/r/steam : Helldivers 2 went from one of the most beloved Steam games to one of the most hated pretty quickly

PCGaming :

• Helldivers 2 received over 14,000 negative reviews today due to an update that will require PSN accounts next week.

• Helldivers 2 has now received 84,000 negative reviews in the past day.

ENTIRE /r/Helldivers

Devs trying to put out the fire

https://old.reddit.com/r/pcgaming/comments/1ck0o8k/helldivers_2_community_manager_gives_update_on/?sort=controversial

https://old.reddit.com/r/Helldivers/comments/1cjyll7/some_groomercord_updates/?sort=controversial

Apparently some countries can't create PSN accounts like Sri Lanka and they can't play the game they bought now because they can't create a PSN account

!g*mers !personalarmy

Just lastweek they were dunking on Tarkov, the irony

We were making offal from stomach lining, tongue, eyeballs and cheeks of sheep today 🐑 It's spot broth

Normies run away in disgust

Boks fight here against each other as dominant males try to conquer each others terf across fence lines and destroys fences

We have a generator on a trolley

Went hunting and helping hunters today

Free State hunting is hard cuz there's zero cover, it's a very vegetation sparse steppe type biome

One method is trying to hunt them from a vehicle and try to creep into their comfort zone before they bolt and shoot them from range

These are milestones of medieval Khoisan who milled down Maize 🌽 and grain into bread 🍞 or Pap

Met a Multi 🪙 gold 🥇 medallion Olympic South Africa shooter

These guys are so intense they use fricking bubble levels to keep their rifles orientated precisely towards gravity

Saw Sable

Made mortal enemy

While I heartily agree with your points regarding sex/gender, may I suggest also posting interesting and positive content on other matters?

— Elon Musk (@elonmusk) May 4, 2024

There was like 10 minutes a few years back where there was a bunch of good outdoors/hiking memes

Grooming with Adults

it's come to my attention that this place is nothing but an echo chamber for some negative opinions. i've seen fellow members defend blatant child abuse and predatory behavior. the most recent example of this type of thing is on a post of a 24 year old asking if she was being groomed. people kept insulting her and anyone who said that it's possible. they made the claims that “adults can't be groomed” and “once you turn 20, it becomes a personal decision.”

so let me explain what grooming is…

grooming can happen when there is a power differential within a relationship, which the abuser exploits for their own gratification. this is most commonly recognised as a tactic used by perpetrators of child sexual abuse, both on children and parents. however, adults can also be groomed.

if you believe that just because someone is an adult, that they are “allowing themselves” to be put through this, maybe it's time to look inward and find out what's causing you to be so ignorant. grooming doesn't magically stop when you turn 18, 25, or even 50.

i already know what the comments are going to look like and i'm prepared to handle all of it like an adult. if you're going to create a strawman argument, at least be original or unique about it.

ad hominem all you like, but insulting someone for speaking the truth just makes you look like an butt.

{{ it's very important to note that the mods have lives and cannot always be here to pick out every rotten apple from the bunch. }}

source: https://www.survivorsuk.org/resource_articles/grooming/#:~:text=Grooming%20can%20happen%20when%20there,adults%20can%20also%20be%20groomed.

Lost friendship over... not leaving my husband?

ETA: I do not consent to this appearing outside of this post in any articles or other forms of media.

TLDR: I tried to vent about a bad day with a friend and she decided to throw every complaint I've ever had back at me and demand that I give her space until I leave my husband because he's a very typical husband of this time.

Let me preface this with my story about last Friday. Last week I had a no good rotten day. I had an appt to get my hair done for the first time in 5 years and was going to have to take my 6 yo with me because school was out that day. As soon as I'm leaving town to be just on time to my appt, my 3 yo daycare calls and they didn't know if she's sick or not and want me to do something. So I show up and decide to take her with me even though she's obviously not sick to minimize any issues and get in some much needed self care. I message my hairdresser, but since now I'm running late she can't take me. I big cried the whole way home because I was so disappointed that I tried to do all those things they talk about and life just thwarted me. It sucked. I was also PMSing, so I moped the rest of the day.

Here's the part that got really shitty:

I messaged an old friend that I talk to every week or so and we complain about general life shit together. She's chronically ill with no kids and I deal with all the same stuff posted here constantly. We vent and offer advice, chat about other stuff, and whatever else. I try to not focus on the negative, but I think that's our dynamic. She never seemed to want to hear the good things as loudly as the complaints.

So, I vented about my no good very bad day and she laid into me unexpectedly about me playing into the patriarchy because I waited 5 years to decide to start doing my hair again (I think?) and basically that she thinks I'm a doormat to my husband because he doesn't pull his fair share with chores (it's a work in progress, and definitely had improved over our relationship), because he doesn't make as much money as I do, etc. I do too much.

Now, didn't get me wrong, I complain about the chores and shit that always needs to be done, probably too much to everyone, but I brag about him too. He's the nicest person I've ever met. He's a wonderful father that really takes 50% of the kid duties, loves me and says it often, thanks me often for things I do that are just regular mom things, s*x is great, I could go on. He's my person.

So anyways, I thought she was a safe space to complain about motherhood and life because that had been our relationship, but she laid into me and read me the riot act dredging up anything I had ever mentioned that was less than stellar, ignoring any good things. I set a boundary that I was getting frustrated and angry about this conversation and needed to step away, since I wasn't feeling heard about the one bad day I wanted to talk about, but she told me I deserved to be pissed and kept going.

I told her that if I wanted to talk about my bad day and have someone rant at me with all the things they think are wrong with my life, I would have called my mom and left it at that for a week.

This week I decided to check in, because I figured whatever happened that caused her rant was a her problem and given the space of a week we could talk and I could apologize for trying to be purposely hurtful and we could maybe have an adult conversation and set some boundaries moving forward to maybe lighten up our dynamic since it seemed to be in some terrible spiral.

Nope.

I got a book for a reply, which from the selected lines I skimmed, doubled down on me being a doormat, accused me of giving her PTSD, and accused me of constantly whining and refusing to do anything about it (maybe fair criticism for her point of view, she doesn't see the daily work and if I mentioned it, it was often overshadowed by her own complaining about life and her advice is often ultimatums and drastic choices that do not make a healthy marriage). The last line was basically to "give her fricking space" until I'm ready to leave my relationship and she unfriended me.

I'm just shocked that someone I've been friends with for almost 20 years would lay into me and throw away our friendship because I didn't take her terrible advice and tear apart my family because I have the same mental load problems that most moms have.

And her marriage isn't perfect, her husband tried to frick me when I was in college (he was 30+ at the time) and we had to sort that all out as adults and were still friends after.

Writing this out I can see how this became an unhealthy dynamic between us in the last year or so and so I'm less surprised.

It's called Misinformation Superspreader.

!badgemaxxers !r-slurs Upvote this for the awareness of other dramatards

https://kiwifarms.st/threads/daniel-larson-daniellarsoncashapp-helpdaniellarson.95241/page-159#post-18295106

!ranchers !r-slurs

https://old.reddit.com/r/Daniellarson/comments/1ciiaxn/everything_you_need_to_know_about_danny_in/?sort=controversial

Sex and nudity in movies has decreased by almost 40%

Movies with no sexual content has increased from 20% per year to 50%

(Source: https://t.co/LmgzvpEwhS) pic.twitter.com/BzAFYMGvig

— DiscussingFilm (@DiscussingFilm) May 2, 2024

!kino !coomers

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https://twitter.com/english_shamar/status/1786169545998098925

https://twitter.com/XrayPC/status/1786160561488814582

https://twitter.com/AlexM_Artist/status/1786201043216351449

https://twitter.com/Danno_Cal/status/1786206135395188750

LMFAO come on man

https://twitter.com/MenWhoMadeUSA/status/1786176458676638197

https://twitter.com/theFOWLISHHOUND/status/1786172698969723200

https://twitter.com/sysy_eth/status/1786169399474298928

https://twitter.com/alwaysbored34/status/1786233171727778278

https://twitter.com/TalkerReel92/status/1786180807519764586

https://twitter.com/tafpay/status/1786162505036812700

For the uninitiatied: This is the absolute r-slur who spent weeks arguing that "2 + 2 ≠ 4"

https://www.westernjournal.com/wokeness-comes-mathematics-academics-saying-225/

He's also famous for making sophomoric ggplot charts in R to show off his "data science" chops

and going viral for bullshit like this:

Weaving heedlessly through traffic, Pizzashill cursed the incompetent rightoids that polluted the streets of Eastern Oregon with their late-model F-150s and ridiculous, oversized SUVs. "The fools!" he thought, "do they have any idea how shitty their gas millage is in a vehicle like that?"

Cutting off another Ford Explorer, he inwardly congratulated himself again on his shrewd acquisition of such an economical vehicle: His off-white 2002 Honda Civic had only 220,000 miles and moderate rust damage; the entire purchase price had been less than the monthly payment would be on the Range Rover he'd just swerved in front of. "Psh," he thought to himself, "as though rightards could comprehend a concept as sophisticated as interest rates. Why, at 4.95% APR on a $100,000 SUV, that means every month they'd be pissing away almost..." here he performed some quick mental arithmetic "...a fuckload of money," he concluded, reflecting warmly once again on his prudence.

bzzz

The mobile phone on his dashboard – a refurbished Samsung Galaxy S6 with a Boost Mobile SIM card – vibrated to indicate a new message. No time to check it, he was almost there. Accelerating into the final turn, he yanked the wheel hard to the left, ignoring the angry horns of the other drivers. Centrifugal forces – "Imaginary, just like sexism," @pizzashill reminded himself – tossed his phone across the dashboard and hard into the window with a loud thonk.

bzzz

The phone buzzed again as it dropped into the passenger footwell.

Slowing as he approached the enormous warehouse looming in front of him, an ominous, windowless concrete structure, Pizzashill ignored the arrhythmic rattling from his car's exhaust system and casually brandished his blue staff ID badge (that's right, blue for management) at the RFID scanner to his left. With a cheerful beep and a green light, the scanner registered his arrival and the automated barrier lifted to allow him to pass. As always at this moment, Pizzashill felt a momentary flash of triumph, "The King is back, baby" he mused silently.

bzzz

Yet another notification sounded from the damp mat on the floor of the passenger footwell. He was progressing deliberately through the ranks of stationary vehicles, judging their owners for their fiscal profligacy while cursing them for their fortuitous parking. "If only they'd give managers a designated lot," he thought to himself, not for the first time, "It's outrageous that I have to compete for spaces with these wagies who answer to me."

bzzz

Again! What could possibly be so important? "I swear to god, if I have to to explain to Poj one more time how to reset the robot vacuum, I'll have a half a mind to – no, no, not that. Remember, she's only a woman. She's doing the best she can with her limited capacities," he reminded himself, gently steering his thoughts away from domestic violence. Finally, he found a spot between two large pickup trucks and brought the Honda to a halt.

Switching off the ignition, he fumbled for moment in the footwell to recover his phone and glanced at the screen. Three text messages and a voice memo, all from @Poj.

"hey a bunch of strange men in black SUVs are on our street" @7:53 am

"oh my god, I think they have guns." @7:54 am

"Pizza, it's the actual glowies, they say they have a warrant" @7:57 am.

His heart sank in his chest. "Shit," he thought, "I always knew this day might come." Steeling himself, he pressed play on the voice memo. Poj's panic-stricken voice filled the car's beige, lightly stained interior:

"Oh my god! oh my god! I hope you get this message. The FBI are here, they're everywhere! There's so many guys, they're searching everything! They've taken the ham stocks. They took the Pokémon cards. I tried to get them to keep the door shut so Pudding didn't escape and they said, 'Ma'am, you're lucky we don't confiscate that tubby cat as evidence, too.' What's going on, Pizza? I'm so scared right now! What should I do?"

"Shit (again)," he thought a second time. So this really was it. After everything he'd worked for, everything he'd built, this was how his empire would come crumbling down?

No. Not like this. Not a chance, he wasn't going down that easy. Not Pizzashill.

"Don't say anything," he texted back, "Tell them you want a lawyer. Remember, glowies are just IRL jannies. Remember what we talked about that one night? I love you, babe."

Like a gladiator preparing to enter the arena, knowing full well he had almost no chance of coming out alive, he suited up: steel toed boots for the warehouse floor, neon high-vis vest, blue ID badge clipped to his lanyard. He jiggled the sticky door handle of the Honda three times to get it to open, and stepped out into the crisp Spring air.

He strode toward the entrance of the building with purpose. Pizzashill knew he had only one card left to play, but damned if those dumb feds hadn't just activated his trap card.

https://finance.yahoo.com/news/minnesota-bankruptcy-law-firm-files-121300788.html