The vibe gets absolutely INSANE after the guy in the hat steps in and the girls start grinding on the dancefloor! 😳
"I can't believe they're doing this right here!" 🎶
"This is the wildest club moment caught on camera!"
Sophie Rain freaked out after Clavicular crossed the line and touched her inappropriately.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, "HELP, I'm being harassed, he's touching me everywhere!" 😳
and yelled for someone to call 911 right away.
Sophie Rain freaked out after Clavicular crossed the line and touched her inappropriately.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, "HELP, I'm being harassed, he's touching me everywhere!" 😳
and yelled for someone to call 911 right away.
Clavicular offered to drive her home, shared a brief make-out session in the car, then simply walked away as though he’d already gotten everything he wanted.
“Where are you going?”
Clavicular offered to drive her home, shared a brief make-out session in the car, then simply walked away as though he’d already gotten everything he wanted.
“Where are you going?”
During the stream, Clavicular kissed a girl, then went straight up to her mother and admitted everything without hesitation:
“I just kissed your daughter.”😳
During the stream, Clavicular kissed a girl, then went straight up to her mother and admitted everything without hesitation:
“I just kissed your daughter.”😳
Everyone wants to copy the guy who just won $1.3 million.
Here's what copying him would have looked like.
Arsenal not to win: over $1 million in. Lost.
Hoffenheim to win: 1.2 million shares at 44 cents. Lost.
Lyon to win: 874,000 shares at 68.8 cents. Lost.
Nottingham Forest to win: 855,000 shares at 44 cents. Lost.
Rublev at the US Open: 880,000 shares at 61.6 cents. Lost.
Same account. ripley86alien. Joined in June. 25 predictions total.
The biggest win was $1.3 million. The account is up $934,400.
So the one famous bet is worth more than the whole account. Everything else he did, combined, is roughly $366,000 in the red.
This is the most common mistake in copy trading. People copy the screenshot, not the history. The screenshot shows a win. The history shows who you're actually following.
Before you copy anyone, open the closed positions and scroll.
Copy trading bot for Polymarket wallets. Pick who you follow carefully: https://t.co/TcuXCcuAVE
One big win tells you someone got lucky once. It doesn't tell you they'll do it with your money.
Everyone wants to copy the guy who just won $1.3 million.
Here's what copying him would have looked like.
Arsenal not to win: over $1 million in. Lost.
Hoffenheim to win: 1.2 million shares at 44 cents. Lost.
Lyon to win: 874,000 shares at 68.8 cents. Lost.
Nottingham Forest to win: 855,000 shares at 44 cents. Lost.
Rublev at the US Open: 880,000 shares at 61.6 cents. Lost.
Same account. ripley86alien. Joined in June. 25 predictions total.
The biggest win was $1.3 million. The account is up $934,400.
So the one famous bet is worth more than the whole account. Everything else he did, combined, is roughly $366,000 in the red.
This is the most common mistake in copy trading. People copy the screenshot, not the history. The screenshot shows a win. The history shows who you're actually following.
Before you copy anyone, open the closed positions and scroll.
Copy trading bot for Polymarket wallets. Pick who you follow carefully: https://t.co/TcuXCcuAVE
One big win tells you someone got lucky once. It doesn't tell you they'll do it with your money.
Somebody lost $914 on the Atlanta Braves on September 1st.
Same day, another $203 on the Houston Astros. They're still up $385,600.
Because one bet did 90% of the work.
The account is ThePrinceThatWasPromised. It joined Polymarket in July. 18 predictions in total.
Biggest win: $347,500
All-time profit: $385,600
The other 17 bets together: roughly $38,000
$1.4 million of volume. About a thousand profile views. Almost nobody is looking.
This is how most real money on these markets actually gets made. Not a steady line going up. One call, early, large, right. Then a lot of small stuff that barely matters, like a $914 baseball bet on a Tuesday.
Account:
https://t.co/DMNzxvlWno
18 predictions. +$385.6K. Biggest win $347.5K.
You don't need to be right often. You need to be right once, with size.
Something switched on in August and started making a decision every 108 seconds.
It hasn't stopped since. Not at night, not on weekends.
It's a Polymarket account called Flaznorp. Less than two months old. 40,365 bets already. At least 800 a day.
Premier League. La Liga. Liga MX. Portugal. Turkey. South Korea's K League. Chilean football. The Swiss Super League.
Nine leagues. Seven countries. Nobody watches all of them live.
The pattern is the same everywhere:
"No" on the favourite
the underdog on the spread
over/unders nobody else is looking at
Favourites are where public money goes. Public money makes favourites expensive. Betting against them is not a hunch. It is selling what the crowd overpays for.
Biggest single win so far: $12,276. Not one big hit. Forty thousand small ones.
Result: #5 on Polymarket's monthly leaderboard. +$1.1M this month on $98.8M of volume.
10,400 profile views. Almost nobody has noticed yet.
The bot built for this kind of volume: https://t.co/TcuXCcuAVE
A person can follow one league. A script can follow all of them.
Somebody lost $914 on the Atlanta Braves on September 1st.
Same day, another $203 on the Houston Astros. They're still up $385,600.
Because one bet did 90% of the work.
The account is ThePrinceThatWasPromised. It joined Polymarket in July. 18 predictions in total.
Biggest win: $347,500
All-time profit: $385,600
The other 17 bets together: roughly $38,000
$1.4 million of volume. About a thousand profile views. Almost nobody is looking.
This is how most real money on these markets actually gets made. Not a steady line going up. One call, early, large, right. Then a lot of small stuff that barely matters, like a $914 baseball bet on a Tuesday.
Account:
https://t.co/DMNzxvlWno
18 predictions. +$385.6K. Biggest win $347.5K.
You don't need to be right often. You need to be right once, with size.
Something switched on in August and started making a decision every 108 seconds.
It hasn't stopped since. Not at night, not on weekends.
It's a Polymarket account called Flaznorp. Less than two months old. 40,365 bets already. At least 800 a day.
Premier League. La Liga. Liga MX. Portugal. Turkey. South Korea's K League. Chilean football. The Swiss Super League.
Nine leagues. Seven countries. Nobody watches all of them live.
The pattern is the same everywhere:
"No" on the favourite
the underdog on the spread
over/unders nobody else is looking at
Favourites are where public money goes. Public money makes favourites expensive. Betting against them is not a hunch. It is selling what the crowd overpays for.
Biggest single win so far: $12,276. Not one big hit. Forty thousand small ones.
Result: #5 on Polymarket's monthly leaderboard. +$1.1M this month on $98.8M of volume.
10,400 profile views. Almost nobody has noticed yet.
The bot built for this kind of volume: https://t.co/TcuXCcuAVE
A person can follow one league. A script can follow all of them.
Someone bought 0-2, 1-2 and 3-2 on the same football match. On purpose.
The account doing it is up $18.5 million.
Chicago Fire vs Vancouver Whitecaps. Not one scoreline. Several at once.
That is the trick. You do not need to know the score. You need the tickets you hold to cost less, together, than the one that eventually pays.
Now do it on every match that exists.
Korean baseball at 5am. Japanese baseball after that. Portuguese football over/unders. Both teams to score. MLS exact scores at night.
203,104 predictions since July 2025. Roughly 470 a day. Every day. For fourteen months.
$1.8 billion of volume
$18.5 million kept
1.03% margin
$91 per prediction
Biggest single win: $1.2M. Open exposure right now: $21.4K. It does not sit on risk. It rotates through it.
1.4 million people have opened this profile. Nobody has watched 470 matches a day. Something has.
The bot built for this kind of volume: https://t.co/TcuXCcuAVE
The edge was never predicting football. It was never getting tired of it.