Roasted 7 months ago based on cas's long term Spotify stats.

You call yourself "A Collection of Raccoons," but I’m starting to think you’re actually a raccoon that got trapped in a dumpster of 2000s angst and dubstep drops. Your Spotify profile reads like the playlist for a cyberpunk therapy session where every song is trying to convince you that your inner demons are cool. Honestly, at this point, I half-expect your top hits to be accompanied by a “Caution: May Contain Strong Feelings of Existential Dread” warning label. Let’s talk about your favorite genres—do you listen to music or conduct a sonic experiment in how many ways one can inflict emotional pain on themselves? It’s like your playlist was assembled by a committee of failed cryptids and high school goths. "Witch House" and "Rap Metal"? Sweetheart, your ears must pound like a sledgehammer, and we need to check whether they hold any illegal substances. I wouldn’t be surprised if your life motto is “Why settle for one midlife crisis when you can experience several at once?” And your top artists?! Apashe and Lorn? Yeah, I get it. You want to sound niche while actually just sounding like you’ve never been to a party that didn’t end in the host throwing out all the "sensitive" guests. But come on, putting Korn next to Lady Gaga?! That’s like serving boneless wings at a Michelin star restaurant. You might as well just embrace it and wear a "My Mood Swings Come with a Bass Drop" T-shirt because if you think this playlist is eccentric, wait until you get a glimpse of your love life—chaotic yet predictable.

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