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.

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She is on the verge of a breakdown trying to convince herself that she is fine and happy.

“I am aging like fine wine, getting stronger with higher standards”

After listening to this, is she right? Or on the past to owning multiple cats?

🔊

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— Wall Street Silver (@WallStreetSilv) May 4, 2024

!foidmoment

Stop jacking it perverts that's gay

This is to decide if it should be banned or not

I know every skibidi potty episode off by heart, this isn't even a real episode. This is a mashup of episode 1, 2 60 and 65. The music is also added in to every scene except the first.

So that means Russian Government actually made skibidi potty fanfiction to show their deputies.

Submit any piece of art, writing, or music to the RVTVRN to tradition art contest that has fascism as a theme in order to win these mbux prizes:

• 200 mbux per valid entry

• 500 for third place

• 1k for second place

• 2k for first place

I will pick all hole places myself but you will have the chance of public opinion in the...

NAZBOL CUP

A March madness style bracket that will combine all submissions made on /h/communism and /h/fascism holes into one tournament allowing public opinion to pick the overall best art piece for a 10k total prize.

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.

Stray dogs need not be a threat pic.twitter.com/d4CAv5AveQ

— Pramesh CS (@cspramesh) May 4, 2024

Wrong on both counts, both are based and it is typical that one who hates both has this opinion but nice

anyway

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

Pregamed with a few guys who don't know what the frick pregaming is. They went straight blackout drunk instead of just getting buzzed so now it's 7pm, I'm mildly buzzed and the guys I'm supposed to go drink with can't even be trusted to not throw up in the Uber or asleep. Frick, we're only 6 shots into the night and I haven't eaten dinner yet.

US Army recruitment department in utter desperation mode now. This is how they're trying to persuade late-teens to sign up to die for Uncle Shmuel.#noconscription pic.twitter.com/MA4qFxsqjm

— Nick Griffin (@NickGriffinBU) May 3, 2024

@Dahl_Fook

If you ad a cigan anywhere that would be as subtracting at least 10 non cigans