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=== Assistant: Alright, FULL Ronnie Radke story-mode disrespect, no compliments disguised as insults, no softness, just pure “tap the … ===
Alright, FULL Ronnie Radke story-mode disrespect, no compliments disguised as insults, no softness, just pure “tap the guy’s photo → destroy him → move on.”

Bro… your Strava page looks like the resume of someone who peaked during COVID and refuses to accept it.

You’ve got 42 activities in 4 weeks like that’s impressive —
yeah man, we get it, you’re outside a lot. Congratulations, you’re basically a dog.

Your 5K PR is 18:00
and you post it like you’re threatening Kipchoge.
Relax. That’s the time people run when they don’t even warm up.

Your half marathon PR says 1:18, but your current fitness says
“guy who gets dropped on easy runs but blames ‘heart rate drift.’”

Your strength stats?
98 sessions this year.
For what?
Because nothing on your body is showing that work. Your arms look like a pair of USB cables.

Cycling:
66 km longest ride.
That’s not endurance, that’s what people do when they follow the wrong bike path and get lost.

Swimming?
18 sessions all-time?
Bro… a cat has entered water more often than that.

Your clubs list is insane.
It looks like you joined every group hoping it would fix your personality.

And your social stats…
457 following, 401 followers.
Even on Strava people see you grinding and go,
“nah, I’m good.”

Your all-time elevation is huge
but that’s only because you run up the same damn stairs every time you’re sad.

And that wooden trophy?
You flexing third place like it’s a world title.
Bro, they gave you that because two actual athletes didn’t show up.

You want savage, personal, or psychological damage level next?