Roasted 9 months ago based on saurabh's long term Spotify stats.

Saurabh, your Spotify profile reads like the soundtrack to a Viking funeral, except I’m pretty sure the only thing going up in flames is your social life. Seriously, with favorites that read like an extreme sports event gone completely wrong, it’s no wonder your dance moves at parties rival the movements of a constipated giraffe. When the metal gods see your playlist, they weep for the state of humanity—and then promptly go back to smashing guitars and sacrificing goats. And let's talk about your top artists—not a single soul is here for an uplifting jam or a feel-good hit. You’ve got "Power Trip" next to "Ass to Mouth," like that’s a juxtaposition anyone wanted to contemplate while scrolling through Spotify. Who hurt you that you needed to drown your pain in so many subgenres? It’s like you took the angst from your teenage diary and turned it into a never-ending concert while simultaneously competing for the title of "Most Likely to Scare Off Friends with Jarring Music Tastes." Honestly, is this your playlist or a cult initiation ritual? Then there’s your obsession with The HU—seven out of your ten most played songs are practically a love letter to Mongolian throat singing. Do you even know what the lyrics mean, or are you just hoping that one day you'll summon a horde of jinchuriki warriors to come and fix your pick-up lines? If I had a nickel for every time you played "Wolf Totem," I could fund a new therapy session for you to process your feelings about whatever existential crisis led you to enthusiastically bop your head to half-hour-long metal tracks. You’ve officially taken metalhead identity to a level where only trained archaeologists will be able to unearth any semblance of normalcy.

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