He didn’t pitch.
He preached.
A pixelated squid for a PFP.
A vibe like he’d already made it.
And tweets that felt like prophecy.
🕵️♂️ Rug Pull File #5 – “He Said ‘Trust Me, Bro’ and I Did”
> “WAGMI.”
“Stay convicted.”
“This is bigger than money.”
I wanted to believe him.
So I did.
I sold my last stablecoin.
Told myself it was conviction.
This was the one.
The revolution I’d been waiting for.
One week later, the contract was drained.
The wallet emptied.
The silence? Deafening.
His final message?
> “Crypto is a mental game.”
And just like that…
I mentally lost everything.
