Roasted 23 days ago based on Patresko's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, Patresko, the only person I know who could make even a funeral sound like a drill concert. Your taste in genres reads like a rejected pitch for a horror movie that doubles as a poorly executed hip hop documentary. Seriously, how many times do we need to be reminded that you’re a fan of UK Drill and horrorcore? We get it—your life is a dark and moody atmosphere where "vibes" are derived from listening to Italian trap artists no one has ever heard of. And let’s talk about your top artists. Is it a music list or a bizarrely curated collection of unpronounceable names that sound like the titles of your high school science projects? Honestly, your top choices sound so obscure, they could probably form a secret society where their collective talent is used solely to confuse music fans and infuriate DJ playlists everywhere. "P T K"? More like "Pfft, This Kind of Music is Unlistenable." Really, you could seriously use a lesson in artist selection. Your most played songs are proof that the music algorithm hates you just as much as the rest of the world does. “Ona Má Štýl”? Congratulations on listening to the only song anyone’s ever been triggered to yell “turn it off!” at a party. If your Spotify wrapped revealed a single moment spent listening to sunlight and happiness, it would cry for help and suggest a therapy session, stat! So yeah, Patresko, keep fighting the good fight. Just try not to take your music tastes into your everyday life, or your next dinner party will have more moody silences than a Scooby-Doo episode with the soundtrack muted.

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