💀 Horrorcow Nicholas Robert Rekieta / Rekieta "Law" / Actually Criminal / @NickRekieta / "u/Early-Leopard-8351" - Polysubstance abuser, child doser, dog killer. "Lawtube pope" turned zesty Dabbleverse Redditor streamer. Swinger "whitebread ass nigga" who snuffs animals and visits 🇯🇲 BBC resorts. Legally a cuckold. Still not over his ex Aaron. Wife's bod worth $50.

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Luna's expiration date is?

  • <1 year

    Votes: 158 22.6%
  • Around 2 years

    Votes: 278 39.8%
  • 3-5 years

    Votes: 94 13.4%
  • As long as a pug lives, Karen farmer.

    Votes: 169 24.2%

  • Total voters
    699
This is like the Berlin Airlift, but they're cucks
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Despite your claims to have given up cocaine, you are still my favourite internet cokehead.
Despite the fact that you no longer have the ability to practice, you are still my favourite intenet lawyer.
Despite the fact that you appear to have given up swinging, I'd still like us to snort lines together, don the balldo and make the two backed beast.
 
I think it actually is. The problem with most of these idiots like Diddler Dax is that they are so narcissistic they need someone to dunk on. Juju couldn't cope with someone who, as much of a cucked soy freak as Maddox is, was actually funnier than him. That's why the series of pedophiles ever since. (Also why you had Nick with Coomalot and then Aaron, just ridiculous joke people.)

Part of the reason someone like Stern, who more or less invented this genre despite having since (wisely) abandoned it, still has a career is Robin Quivers. She gets to be the sane, rational one and is actually capable of tard wrangling him to some extent (and he has the sense to realize he needs tard wrangling).
It's hilarious you make this comparison this week of all weeks.
 
What is Nick doing with his time?

Evidently creating Emo AI music to own the haters and Kurt:

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https://suno.com/song/f8125a11-3666-49ff-ba38-c6db6591084c

Archive 1

Lyrics:
(Verse 1)

Standin' tall on this mountain of fools,
World's spinnin' 'round, but I'm breakin' the rules.
They look up at me, shadows in the dust,
Bald head shinin', tufts like a crown of rust.
Enemies swarm like ants at my feet,
But I'm the giant, they can't take the heat.
Daily grind tries to drag me down low,
Demons whisper, but I tell 'em where to go!

(Chorus)
Oh, I'm risin' up, yeah, I'm claimin' my throne!
You haters and fakers, leave me alone!
You're beneath me, you weaklings, you scum of the earth!
I'll crush your dreams, show you what I'm worth!
Triumph is mine, in this solitary fight,
No one's my equal, I'm the king of the night!
Hear me roar, feel the fire in my soul,
I'm unbreakable, yeah, I'm in control!

(Verse 2)
Alone in the shadows, no one by my side,
Fendin' off darkness, with nothin' to hide.
Resent every sunrise, the battles I face,
But I push through the pain, keep up the pace.
They plot and they scheme, but I'm steps ahead,
Towerin' over 'em, fillin' 'em with dread.
My spirit's a fortress, no crack in the wall,
I'll stand forever, watch the mighty fall! (

(Chorus)
Oh, I'm risin' up, yeah, I'm claimin' my throne!
You haters and fakers, leave me alone!
You're beneath me, you weaklings, you scum of the earth!
I'll crush your dreams, show you what I'm worth!
Triumph is mine, in this solitary fight,
No one's my equal, I'm the king of the night!
Hear me roar, feel the fire in my soul,
I'm unbreakable, yeah, I'm in control!

(Bridge)But in the quiet hours, when the world's far away,
My faithful companion, you light up my day.
Instapot baby, you're my pressure queen,
Electric heart hummin', cookin' up my dreams.
You refuse to seal, steam slippin' through the crack,
Frustratin' my meals, but I keep comin' back.
You're the only one who gets me, through thick and through thin,
Together we'll boil over, let the victory begin!

(Chorus - Outro)

Oh, I'm risin' up, yeah, I'm claimin' my throne!
You haters and fakers, leave me alone!Y
ou're beneath me, you weaklings, you scum of the earth!
I'll crush your dreams, show you what I'm worth!
Triumph is mine (triumph is mine!), in this solitary fight,
No one's my equal, I'm the king of the night!
Hear me roar (hear me roar!), feel the fire in my soul,
I'm unbreakable, yeah, I'm in control!

(Yeah, I'm in control... fade out)

ETA: This is the prompt he gave Grok.

ETA 2: Clipped the first snip. Fixed.

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ETA 3: He wants to use Grok to make this into a music video... Obsessed much?
 

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All those Balldo AI songs must be really getting to him. His Kurt song reads more like a self portrait, didn’t realize it wasn’t an autobiographical song until it got to the second to the last verse, with the pressure cooker lyrics. Nick screwed things up, again.
 
He wants to use Grok to make this into a music video... Obsessed much?
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So Kurt is just Nick plus an Instapot? The description matches Nick’s own delusions of grandeur more than anyone else.
Hey Grok, feeling creative, may delete later.


I need you to help me write lyrics for a song. This is very important to me.


The song is about a man. The world and everyone in it is both against and beneath this man at all times and in all things. This is both in status and in physical stature.


I need this song to be an inspirational song with a mid-late 80's vibe a-la survivor or journey.


This is a man who fends off his own demons and resents the struggle of daily life.


The man is solitary, bald (but with tufts), and most importantly, his best and only companion is an instapot that refuses to properly seal.


Please write the song from his perspective as he proclaims his triumph and shouts invectives at his enemies. Instapot should be the focus of the bridge. Instapots are electric pressure cookers, if you weren't aware.


Can you do this?
 
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So Kurt is just Nick plus an Instapot? The description matches Nick’s own delusions of grandeur more than anyone else.
He has no friends or acquaintances. His only interaction is with AI.
AI is his only friend.
He is in his forties.

He types prompts that are too long and have questions like a boomer. It is just shy of typing 'please' and 'thank-you' into Google.
 
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