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Mr. and Mrs. Sno get hilariously sidetracked by fluffer fantasies before diving deep into how their swinger journey has changed over nearly a decade. From nervous first meets to running their own socials, they reflect on how far they've come—and how to support newbies stepping into the lifestyle for the first time. Whether you're a throat goat or just tiptoeing in, this episode has laughs, insight, and that classic SnoMilf realness. Timestamps: 0:00 – Blue balls & blowjob challenges: the ultimate podcaster multitask 6:45 – “Would you be a fluffer?”: job title debates & LinkedIn lies 13:10 – The many layers of swinger life: hosting, personas, podcasts 20:15 – Supporting newbie nerves at socials 30:40 – Socials vs. private meets: why the SnoMilf crew loves low-pressure fun 42:20 – Confidence, connection & sexual growth through the lifestyle 51:00 – Join the Snow Patrol: upcoming events, socials & SnowBall 2025 PLEASE share your feedback and stories with us! Email Us: SnoMilf@yahoo.com Twitter (X): @SchedulingSin Join us on Discord: https://discord.gg/F4Wk558TaT https://schedulingsin.com IMPORTANT - Please read and respect our chat server rules before joining our Discord Chat Server. This service is completely free, there are many rooms to enjoy with fellow members of the swinging community. You MUST BE OVER 18 YEARS OLD TO JOIN THIS DISCORD SERVER. Our Discord chat is for social chat. it is not a pick up site or dating site.    

Send us a textThis week, Angeline and Rebecca start by discussing Karen Read and why she is a thing.  Then Josh joins to discuss having to go to hunter safety, and what he could do for work when we move to Arizona.Be sure to come and chat with us here:Website: www.icbympodcast.comFacebook: @icbympodcastTwitter: @icbympodcastInstagram: @icbympodcastDiscord: https://discord.gg/7Vu7WCn58J

In this lively conversation, the hosts explore various themes surrounding movies, audience experiences, and the impact of social media on youth culture. They discuss the humor found in horror films, the absurdity of celebrity culture, and the consequences of plastic surgery. The conversation also touches on the evolution of entertainment narratives, the importance of adult themes in film, and the nostalgia of childhood experiences. The hosts share personal anecdotes and humorous observations, creating a dynamic and engaging dialogue.www.patreon.com/eightysevenfiftySWEET MERCH:https://www.stickermule.com/yetiyeff

Https://www.iamu.guru “THE FLUFFER” I have eyes in the back of my head I have goats at the top of my bed I have goats on the cap of my knee I think I wrote my own obituary Oh, you hetcha Bitch, you ain't me Shit be poppin off at the rock in 8 minutes exactly In studio 8H That's where I am, Amen again Cause I meant it And I mix in the pancake batter Perhaps some berries? Apparently not, 7 minutes and counting I'm at the Rock Now I'm putting away my don't ask, don't tell Ok. Okay? Okay? Now I'm making arrangements; Don't want to be your favorite, I just miss LA with a hankering Call Hank team USA That's FBI I'm so Walter White that I watch Saturday Night — not live, though I'm too broke for peacock, YouTube And cable! Dang, bro! How many subscriptions do I need Just not to cry myself to sleep. Send me some pictures January jonesing for a free ride scholarship To on God university, Aka: inside the TV DOBT BE EVIL. WRITE ME A SEQUEL! Ok TV people First just let me … son of a bitch! I told you she'd be back. Yo. Whaddup. You killed Jimmy Fallon! I did not. You did! Yes you did. I didn't. He was already like that. What! You heard me! Explain to me how— This man: [This man] *heavy gasps and anxietal wheezing fills the room* Explain this. Metaphisics. That doesn't explain anything. It explains everything, actually. *explodes* Excuse me, miss— do I smell a remix? No, that's pancakes. I got zero capacity for losers; I'm no longer lonely A broke in horse with no saddle Don't ride me less it's bareback Down and dirty Downhome and in the raw I like to buck And I like it hard A strong gallop and pull, Top speed Why I don't pay for dreams Why I got TV and movie stars in my dreams Why Ariana Grande so pretty? Why when we leave outside the crowd still roaring for an eNcore? Why am I a mogul; Why do I look like a fashion icon? God got it right, I guess but why do I still feel Wildly unsatisfied The lights said I left the water on Turn the lights off Turn the water on I speak color, I am an animal I spoke 9 Gods I am an animal Rise to the occasion I broke the code I threw the rock off the rock I smoke the fountain I run the block once Come twice Nice shockwave right there Hi God. A beautiful night to die But no time to fall I despaired on desire, Why right on Maine Radio towers Icons Beautiful glimmering city Mayday mayday went haywire Repeat Mayday mayday Went haywire Repeat Mayday mayday Went haywire Now rinse thoroughly Alright, alright. So hawked it. You hawked my father's antique stopwatch?! Sorry. Sorry?! AAAAGG— [The Festival Project ™] Mayday mayday Went heywire They need more scriptwriters I want an empire I wrote half of the Super Bowl commercials Mayday mayday Oh man. Oh, fuck. You had better wash your hands before you touch my crotch. I don't. Give me—- my— body back. Nope. AUghhhh. My inspiration is dead in the water Can't watch hot ones That guy ruined it Ruined September And ruined October Ruined the cosmos And ruined my song, bro— I'm ruined. My inspiration is dead in the water I am a trash can, Man, this is awkward I won an award for songs post mortem Then I wrote more of them This is the afterlife I'm an immortal. My inspiration is dead in the water I'm just not moved, man I need a baseball cap and some phantoms A laxative Maybe some large hands A ball glove Some box seats Smoked sausage And the dodgers. I wanna go home and not be homeless. I want a condo above four stories. I want the whole world on top of its axis I want the other half of the balance My whole life been whack, Where's the reverse card? Run the tarot— Pull the rewards back, Don't touch the foreskin, Call back the foreman Redact that! Redact that! We're starting to cross fires. We met at the crossroads; One goes down, one goes up. Oh, the Irish are back, look: That's good— I got bored. {Enter The multiverse} We were at blue suits and sweater vests And now I know better than To count on comics designed to be weather men Of pop culture— current events a spin on the news l went there for clarity, And left there confused. Confused. If the transmitter is at the World Trade Center, Then why is it every time I to go Rockefeller, I feel like I've just been electrocuted? Not enough to die, but like I'm buzzing all over and out of my body? Remarkably, and no matter what — Whenever I'm there, I just feel weird. Like, mad weird. Hey. What. Did you see a guy? I'm a guy. Really? Apparently. Well, I'm looking for this guy. I did see a guy like that. Really? Yeah. He was weird. Which way did he go? Uh. [Sunni BLU points up] Really? He went upstairs? Sure! Huh. Thanks. Whatever. I need you to need me I need me to be cool I need you to want me To love me To free me To love me To hold you I know you I know you I know. Knockout with a scarred lip Knockout was a good guy Knockout got knocked up Knockout had a good try Knockout got knocked out Knockout had a good cry Knockout got locked up Goodbye. Good luck. Here's a chalice. [09. Don't waste time.] But I'm tired I'm shadow boxing my mind I'm lights out Candles lit I, I, I I, me, mine And God But I won't waste time I'm still dried out I got my eyes lost Wrapped around you In hindsight I'm behind Blind to the power I love my readheads and range rovers I lost my mind on Mulholland Pull over and vomit And suddenly I'm at the— Portal Plummet Plaza. [The Festival Project ™ ] The rock and the kite VI Ahem. “The Rock and The Kite VI” ROSIE O'DONNEL is chillin. JIMMY KIMMEL kicks in the door. ROSIE Oh look, the cat is back. BIG JIMMY Meow. ROSIE To what do I owe the pleasure. BIG JIMMY You remember that cup of sugar you borrowed? ROSIE …okay? BIG JIMMY I need it back. ROSIE [beat] I see. BIG JIMMY —and my blender. ROSIE O DONNEL takes a deep breath and then sighs. ROSIE The cup of sugar I can help you with… the blender, I still need. BIG JIMMY [KIMMEL] Fair. ROSIE Follow me. ROSIE AND JIMMY exit the room, the glimmer of the television still flickering on the green upholstered armchair with the remote control atop the armrest; the actual CAT (we presume) climbs up into the chair and appears to begin watching the TV? What's on the TV? Why, it's the very programme we're all currently tuned into. This just got meta. Again. The CAR, looking bored, changes the channel to Garfield. Much better. He looks satisfied now, but is entirely still 199% just a cat. We presume. Your body ponders My eye wander to your belt buckle My mind watches. Sorry. Your body calls me. My love hurts. I want you. My thought sparkles with the thought of a touch I'm not hungry, I just want you I desire to hold hands and then Dive off I thought you up to love you The time was wrong So now I watch That's all A long rush to nothing. Dogtown, Godland. Longboards, longhairs, all body No shine, bro Hard wax, yellow soldier Wavestorm? Epoxy? North shore surf boards Surf harder Fuck New York I wanna go home Panoramic Hollywood golden Who lost apartheid Who first of all Chosen sources First mate Overboard Long hair Wrong rowboat Oh lover Lord of all [The Festival Project ™] I almost forgot it was Saturday, Saturday Night I was too busy not working I'm all yours for Passover I'm all ears, And now I get a sense that this Is my last and greatest trick; Disappearing for this, And again forever This is going to take Forever All wrong: You work for the network Interesting choice of wardrobe– another old code magician Ring on opposite finger– The other, I'm so much aware of The ice cream in tubs on the road Not melted, but partially hardened I can also feign confusion You don't say, You don't say, now. {Enter The Multiverse} Shake hands with your guest; Monologue, monologue smug smirk Make good face– Now put a name to the face Put a time to the place Oh, all the love in the world in three flames All the doves in the flock, And three flames Put a name to the face Monologue monologue Doesn't take long but When do i get to slap the desk? Johnny! JOHNNY CARSON is wearing the usual getup and a pair of very dark sunglasses. What happened? Whats the- 10 vodkas, Five spritzers Full figure Figure this You were out for the count! Do tell! Or better yet, don't. I remember This monologue, But i dont know how 16 hours ago, I was— Out for the count, you say?! OUT, Johnny! Our market is livid! lol who plays john carson Your mother. YO! I'M OLD! I LIKE OLD DUDES NOW! I'm like When the fuck did this happen?! That ain't no SILVER FOX! That's a TOTALLY CUTE DUDE! HE'S 55!! OH NOOOOOOOO! i'M OLD!!!!!!! its wednesday eve in Boston Mass… SETH MEYERS! Ah, he's going for it. Ah, man. SHOW ME YOUR EYES. Fuck. SHOW ME YOUR EYES! SUDAKIS shines a bright flash light into his former colleagues eyes. …You're not Seth Meyers. Seth Meyers does not respond, but relaxes slightly; it's obviously not safe to be Seth Meyers right now. Where's Seth Meyers? Seth shrugs but still doesn't say anything– Where is he? I have to stop here; Cop out for body language somebody's watching Somebody knows who I am I am I remember now You looked like that It went like this: I moved the world The need was good The love was gone The vein was split open And broken No fair Also, no omelettes 60 minutes 60 years and 60 second clips 60 second glimpses 60 men on television but really, my attention just centers on Around ten of them or so And believe it or not, I care approach. Believe it or not, I care Or don't! –or don't! Johnny! You don't get it! You missed a show! THE Tonight show! We are fucked! we are NOT! youre still sauced. I'll just take the car! What car!? Now that JOHNNY CARSON knows his Delorean can time travel, he's absolutely unstoppable. Unfortunately, it appears his DeLorean has been switched with a regular one– If I shoot you in your forehead? I'd rather that, than this. And I kiss you in your temple? Dear templeton, my simpleton's i'll die I desire. A wicked want. And then? A callous shadow, If i may, To bear for nothing, But a mirror This is our concept And wilted here the flower does grow the flame The flaming true and ache of lust and there For our want a jasper shore and emerald cascades there you are, And there you'll find The wave beyond the peaking break where great white sharks reside But do not wade to shallow waters; And there you find peace, And there you find certainty But now, And here, is war And fortune not but seeks truth in the gaze And for fear there does not live, but hides instead the truth that seeks to guide the lite, And yet does know our trust And there does find the faith, Forward and not Upwards and back Arrow and arrow Truth and sparrow Wreaking and wretched thoughts And the rope does hang high and solemn Looking, leap and gasp For I fall but did not land I pulled for you, I weep, my shadow, The two of diamonds, the Ace of spades, The Three of Hearts, Without my shadow I weep. I know for you nothing but conscious and knowing and needing and fated departure. I know for you nothing but chakras and eyesight and shadows and foresight. I need fo you nothing but want and by conscious, departure For nothing I want you, I weep. Sorrow. On approach of danger, The knowing, On seeth did gather, the sinking ritual the carried tribes in ships tied, weaving strings The spider bites hard And she stole my love twice And she stole my love always And she stole my love Lighting my light wit blue eyes The deception If love could be stolen at all But if not Then not love for seeking is finding and gathered had hunted And truth in forbearer Forbearance and otherwords, Shadows and shattered and ferris wheels, Now forward Gathered here for are I trust And be dismayed for you have faltered You have failures and you have cast us out of these things thinking We have not made them for you And still we seek to gather with you And here does forshadow your making Our promise to come as ones, Not as Gods, But as others, you cast out. Now, with your wicked ways and cruel be done, for sure the tables have turn, one And the gallows have not wandered far, Barrels of guns and barbells bottles and hearts of three reading cards and wanting none but justice Is he and she who are I now Begin to run from your pitied structure And there in the gasping cruelness of seeking from warcrimes this, come what may, Moving and seeking, For seeking is finding, And run, my legs have come far But trust, my dove, My wings have too, sprouted An honor, an honor one candle and three wicks Three candles and three worlds over One world and one building and still far from under the Hollywoodland Crickets sounding The Hollywood Sign Still standing and here I am not, Blades of grass And who are I now Of that which you balk at Look, ponder Go, far asunder And wish now had you not What I am is that, Run Temper temper. Mind your business. Is it gathered? To burn, or burden? Gathered. Gathered here. Then here ive wandered. To stake? Argue. I will not. And I will not. Wiry bird, From where you flown i do ponder– red with spirit and wilding eyes, Narrow server and paring wires; I do not wish to know you now or ever, But only as bird that does golden remember. The love has not gone, And instead lives in my throat, And twists in my lungs, Ans sits in my tongue, Not as speech, or whispers, But tragedy. Unknowing this, my tender being It can never be, the nervous hill And rolling down the hill as if The weel of time itself, Not unbroken, but resilient; In sll ways, meant to tear And turn, And wobble Made for terrain for which our eyes have known And our minds have built And hands molded wiith clay, The bodies whole of all our galaxies terra feighn Terra fine Terra wept tears of a clown, And iron And veins And shadows And plays, And secrets , And whispers And truth And far And Afters. I taste a saline drip, I swallow, Suddenly cold and all the knowing that What I was, I surely already am again And what I will be, Has already come and past. The monologue, I do remember Face to a name and none to forget Well rehearsed forager! Well done bayonet! Well done, my shadow For my time is coming to wander to night And never today again for it shall never Today again, And Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow. [The Festival Project ™ ] They said he would destroy me. …Ya'll were right. that fucked me up. {Enter The Multiverse} So…forfeit? Something tells me its not over The heavy heart is shattered But also tied to that which appears to come upward As if on air To be heavy And lighthearted at once– A shadow above a balloon. A rock is attached to a kite– A diamond becomes a bassoon, Then a vampire bat, and then Cut ties. In the fourth act, we all die, and now– A revival. I was crucified, But i was also suicidal so. Lets just call it a tie. L E G E N D S V.O. Crusher. My show was being subliminally plugged on at least two of the five major networks. Safe bet I could make it a third, but I didn't know where to check. I did…but didn't want to. There was much beyond the surface, Darkness in the glimmering eyes of the men in ties and uniformed suits. I was sure I was tied to something– And since I didn't know why, Or to what, The best bet— I'm all in. Fuck. Was to stay broken, Under the radar, Hidden, and most importantly– Unspoken. These days. I kept more to myself than I could with the world– As it turned out… No, not yet. What do you mean? It's not time yet. They'll have to know. But not yet. At some point, they'll have to know. But not–yet. No time like the present. You made that up. Because you made up time. And it's stupid. This is ruthless. And again–they'll have to learn somehow. But not now. The sun sets at noon on our side, and still 21 hours of dark time. Did I have another tag to throw on it this? No. Are you sure? Doesn't the new series have a subtitle? No. Is it not “quantum force” That's only one, though. What's the difference. ERMO, DON'T! I'm gonna kill him! BIG BOYD, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! DOn't tell me what to DO. Wow. of course. Well yeah, they're not going to let me do– LAWYERS No. Any of this stuff with the actual muppets. CO-OH-NO-NAN You're wasting precious time! GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE, RED. ok, where does it– {cut to black} Learning to assimilate and readily available What's next A vape to calm the nerves? What's next? A hero fighting for relevance in corporate structure. Sure, some would pay to dress an avatar But I've run out of water before I try to laugh and roll with the punches This is work and not fun for me This is not social, it's business I am not person, I'm product. Go on a walk, and look the part I took the oath, I shed the blood— Cruxes. This is a bad idea, Mark. Fuck you. All my ideas are great. MARK WAHLBERG enters the cooridor and opens the metal double doors, revealing two l jet skis on a trailer hitched to a 4X4 monster truck. [The Festival Project ™] I'm telling you. You got to get yourself one of these. I don't know, Bob, how does it work? BOB odenkirk opens a large, obscure black bag that's nearly half his own size by way of one way zipper. I'll show you. {Enter The Multiverse} JOHNNY CARSON has been in the DRUNK TANK for the maximum allowance, 48 hours, yet his blood alcohol level still reads 3 times over the legal limit. He is transferred to DETOX as the mysterious circumstances surrounding his car accident, and then the apparent disappearance of his entire “car” a (then) brand-new DeLorean from the scene of the crime, MR. CARSON insists on his lawyer, who under no circumstances seems to exist at all being present. The exact year of his whereabouts are still unknown. Still an hour to the test And I hate myself again Milk and cookies, hit the bed Shut it down, yo Shut it down. DIPLO arrives via HELIPAD to an secret location; a sniper squad of the adversary team watches from an adjacent rooftop via binoculars. …hey. Whaddup. You say diplo's on that list? Yeah. Yo… …There he is. In your sight? Yep. Shoot that motherfucker! …I can't. Why not? He's like— Just shoot, fool. —he's like holding something. So? I don't know what; it just seems— What the fuck, dawg. It just seems important. Let me see. Look. [ESSE looks down the sights and zooms to see DIPLO is holding an object firmly in his grasp. He appears to be twirling it purposefully as he converses with his associate.] Yeah! Get em! Shoot that motherfucker! Where the hell have you been? In my fuckpad. Where the hell is that? You haven't seen my fuckpad? What even is that. It's ballin. Whatever, dog. Did you get the— Shh. Why else would I be here? [beat] You look— did you cut your hair or something. You're so redundant. Yo shoot that motherfucker. What are you waiting for?! He's right there? Apparently, we've been building to this moment from another dimension in from another point in the series? I thought— {Enter The Multiverse} {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2022 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Https://www.iamu.guru “THE FLUFFER” I have eyes in the back of my head I have goats at the top of my bed I have goats on the cap of my knee I think I wrote my own obituary Oh, you hetcha Bitch, you ain't me Shit be poppin off at the rock in 8 minutes exactly In studio 8H That's where I am, Amen again Cause I meant it And I mix in the pancake batter Perhaps some berries? Apparently not, 7 minutes and counting I'm at the Rock Now I'm putting away my don't ask, don't tell Ok. Okay? Okay? Now I'm making arrangements; Don't want to be your favorite, I just miss LA with a hankering Call Hank team USA That's FBI I'm so Walter White that I watch Saturday Night — not live, though I'm too broke for peacock, YouTube And cable! Dang, bro! How many subscriptions do I need Just not to cry myself to sleep. Send me some pictures January jonesing for a free ride scholarship To on God university, Aka: inside the TV DOBT BE EVIL. WRITE ME A SEQUEL! Ok TV people First just let me … son of a bitch! I told you she'd be back. Yo. Whaddup. You killed Jimmy Fallon! I did not. You did! Yes you did. I didn't. He was already like that. What! You heard me! Explain to me how— This man: [This man] *heavy gasps and anxietal wheezing fills the room* Explain this. Metaphisics. That doesn't explain anything. It explains everything, actually. *explodes* Excuse me, miss— do I smell a remix? No, that's pancakes. I got zero capacity for losers; I'm no longer lonely A broke in horse with no saddle Don't ride me less it's bareback Down and dirty Downhome and in the raw I like to buck And I like it hard A strong gallop and pull, Top speed Why I don't pay for dreams Why I got TV and movie stars in my dreams Why Ariana Grande so pretty? Why when we leave outside the crowd still roaring for an eNcore? Why am I a mogul; Why do I look like a fashion icon? God got it right, I guess but why do I still feel Wildly unsatisfied The lights said I left the water on Turn the lights off Turn the water on I speak color, I am an animal I spoke 9 Gods I am an animal Rise to the occasion I broke the code I threw the rock off the rock I smoke the fountain I run the block once Come twice Nice shockwave right there Hi God. A beautiful night to die But no time to fall I despaired on desire, Why right on Maine Radio towers Icons Beautiful glimmering city Mayday mayday went haywire Repeat Mayday mayday Went haywire Repeat Mayday mayday Went haywire Now rinse thoroughly Alright, alright. So hawked it. You hawked my father's antique stopwatch?! Sorry. Sorry?! AAAAGG— [The Festival Project ™] Mayday mayday Went heywire They need more scriptwriters I want an empire I wrote half of the Super Bowl commercials Mayday mayday Oh man. Oh, fuck. You had better wash your hands before you touch my crotch. I don't. Give me—- my— body back. Nope. AUghhhh. My inspiration is dead in the water Can't watch hot ones That guy ruined it Ruined September And ruined October Ruined the cosmos And ruined my song, bro— I'm ruined. My inspiration is dead in the water I am a trash can, Man, this is awkward I won an award for songs post mortem Then I wrote more of them This is the afterlife I'm an immortal. My inspiration is dead in the water I'm just not moved, man I need a baseball cap and some phantoms A laxative Maybe some large hands A ball glove Some box seats Smoked sausage And the dodgers. I wanna go home and not be homeless. I want a condo above four stories. I want the whole world on top of its axis I want the other half of the balance My whole life been whack, Where's the reverse card? Run the tarot— Pull the rewards back, Don't touch the foreskin, Call back the foreman Redact that! Redact that! We're starting to cross fires. We met at the crossroads; One goes down, one goes up. Oh, the Irish are back, look: That's good— I got bored. {Enter The multiverse} We were at blue suits and sweater vests And now I know better than To count on comics designed to be weather men Of pop culture— current events a spin on the news l went there for clarity, And left there confused. Confused. If the transmitter is at the World Trade Center, Then why is it every time I to go Rockefeller, I feel like I've just been electrocuted? Not enough to die, but like I'm buzzing all over and out of my body? Remarkably, and no matter what — Whenever I'm there, I just feel weird. Like, mad weird. Hey. What. Did you see a guy? I'm a guy. Really? Apparently. Well, I'm looking for this guy. I did see a guy like that. Really? Yeah. He was weird. Which way did he go? Uh. [Sunni BLU points up] Really? He went upstairs? Sure! Huh. Thanks. Whatever. I need you to need me I need me to be cool I need you to want me To love me To free me To love me To hold you I know you I know you I know. Knockout with a scarred lip Knockout was a good guy Knockout got knocked up Knockout had a good try Knockout got knocked out Knockout had a good cry Knockout got locked up Goodbye. Good luck. Here's a chalice. [09. Don't waste time.] But I'm tired I'm shadow boxing my mind I'm lights out Candles lit I, I, I I, me, mine And God But I won't waste time I'm still dried out I got my eyes lost Wrapped around you In hindsight I'm behind Blind to the power I love my readheads and range rovers I lost my mind on Mulholland Pull over and vomit And suddenly I'm at the— Portal Plummet Plaza. [The Festival Project ™ ] The rock and the kite VI Ahem. “The Rock and The Kite VI” ROSIE O'DONNEL is chillin. JIMMY KIMMEL kicks in the door. ROSIE Oh look, the cat is back. BIG JIMMY Meow. ROSIE To what do I owe the pleasure. BIG JIMMY You remember that cup of sugar you borrowed? ROSIE …okay? BIG JIMMY I need it back. ROSIE [beat] I see. BIG JIMMY —and my blender. ROSIE O DONNEL takes a deep breath and then sighs. ROSIE The cup of sugar I can help you with… the blender, I still need. BIG JIMMY [KIMMEL] Fair. ROSIE Follow me. ROSIE AND JIMMY exit the room, the glimmer of the television still flickering on the green upholstered armchair with the remote control atop the armrest; the actual CAT (we presume) climbs up into the chair and appears to begin watching the TV? What's on the TV? Why, it's the very programme we're all currently tuned into. This just got meta. Again. The CAR, looking bored, changes the channel to Garfield. Much better. He looks satisfied now, but is entirely still 199% just a cat. We presume. Your body ponders My eye wander to your belt buckle My mind watches. Sorry. Your body calls me. My love hurts. I want you. My thought sparkles with the thought of a touch I'm not hungry, I just want you I desire to hold hands and then Dive off I thought you up to love you The time was wrong So now I watch That's all A long rush to nothing. Dogtown, Godland. Longboards, longhairs, all body No shine, bro Hard wax, yellow soldier Wavestorm? Epoxy? North shore surf boards Surf harder Fuck New York I wanna go home Panoramic Hollywood golden Who lost apartheid Who first of all Chosen sources First mate Overboard Long hair Wrong rowboat Oh lover Lord of all [The Festival Project ™] I almost forgot it was Saturday, Saturday Night I was too busy not working I'm all yours for Passover I'm all ears, And now I get a sense that this Is my last and greatest trick; Disappearing for this, And again forever This is going to take Forever All wrong: You work for the network Interesting choice of wardrobe– another old code magician Ring on opposite finger– The other, I'm so much aware of The ice cream in tubs on the road Not melted, but partially hardened I can also feign confusion You don't say, You don't say, now. {Enter The Multiverse} Shake hands with your guest; Monologue, monologue smug smirk Make good face– Now put a name to the face Put a time to the place Oh, all the love in the world in three flames All the doves in the flock, And three flames Put a name to the face Monologue monologue Doesn't take long but When do i get to slap the desk? Johnny! JOHNNY CARSON is wearing the usual getup and a pair of very dark sunglasses. What happened? Whats the- 10 vodkas, Five spritzers Full figure Figure this You were out for the count! Do tell! Or better yet, don't. I remember This monologue, But i dont know how 16 hours ago, I was— Out for the count, you say?! OUT, Johnny! Our market is livid! lol who plays john carson Your mother. YO! I'M OLD! I LIKE OLD DUDES NOW! I'm like When the fuck did this happen?! That ain't no SILVER FOX! That's a TOTALLY CUTE DUDE! HE'S 55!! OH NOOOOOOOO! i'M OLD!!!!!!! its wednesday eve in Boston Mass… SETH MEYERS! Ah, he's going for it. Ah, man. SHOW ME YOUR EYES. Fuck. SHOW ME YOUR EYES! SUDAKIS shines a bright flash light into his former colleagues eyes. …You're not Seth Meyers. Seth Meyers does not respond, but relaxes slightly; it's obviously not safe to be Seth Meyers right now. Where's Seth Meyers? Seth shrugs but still doesn't say anything– Where is he? I have to stop here; Cop out for body language somebody's watching Somebody knows who I am I am I remember now You looked like that It went like this: I moved the world The need was good The love was gone The vein was split open And broken No fair Also, no omelettes 60 minutes 60 years and 60 second clips 60 second glimpses 60 men on television but really, my attention just centers on Around ten of them or so And believe it or not, I care approach. Believe it or not, I care Or don't! –or don't! Johnny! You don't get it! You missed a show! THE Tonight show! We are fucked! we are NOT! youre still sauced. I'll just take the car! What car!? Now that JOHNNY CARSON knows his Delorean can time travel, he's absolutely unstoppable. Unfortunately, it appears his DeLorean has been switched with a regular one– If I shoot you in your forehead? I'd rather that, than this. And I kiss you in your temple? Dear templeton, my simpleton's i'll die I desire. A wicked want. And then? A callous shadow, If i may, To bear for nothing, But a mirror This is our concept And wilted here the flower does grow the flame The flaming true and ache of lust and there For our want a jasper shore and emerald cascades there you are, And there you'll find The wave beyond the peaking break where great white sharks reside But do not wade to shallow waters; And there you find peace, And there you find certainty But now, And here, is war And fortune not but seeks truth in the gaze And for fear there does not live, but hides instead the truth that seeks to guide the lite, And yet does know our trust And there does find the faith, Forward and not Upwards and back Arrow and arrow Truth and sparrow Wreaking and wretched thoughts And the rope does hang high and solemn Looking, leap and gasp For I fall but did not land I pulled for you, I weep, my shadow, The two of diamonds, the Ace of spades, The Three of Hearts, Without my shadow I weep. I know for you nothing but conscious and knowing and needing and fated departure. I know for you nothing but chakras and eyesight and shadows and foresight. I need fo you nothing but want and by conscious, departure For nothing I want you, I weep. Sorrow. On approach of danger, The knowing, On seeth did gather, the sinking ritual the carried tribes in ships tied, weaving strings The spider bites hard And she stole my love twice And she stole my love always And she stole my love Lighting my light wit blue eyes The deception If love could be stolen at all But if not Then not love for seeking is finding and gathered had hunted And truth in forbearer Forbearance and otherwords, Shadows and shattered and ferris wheels, Now forward Gathered here for are I trust And be dismayed for you have faltered You have failures and you have cast us out of these things thinking We have not made them for you And still we seek to gather with you And here does forshadow your making Our promise to come as ones, Not as Gods, But as others, you cast out. Now, with your wicked ways and cruel be done, for sure the tables have turn, one And the gallows have not wandered far, Barrels of guns and barbells bottles and hearts of three reading cards and wanting none but justice Is he and she who are I now Begin to run from your pitied structure And there in the gasping cruelness of seeking from warcrimes this, come what may, Moving and seeking, For seeking is finding, And run, my legs have come far But trust, my dove, My wings have too, sprouted An honor, an honor one candle and three wicks Three candles and three worlds over One world and one building and still far from under the Hollywoodland Crickets sounding The Hollywood Sign Still standing and here I am not, Blades of grass And who are I now Of that which you balk at Look, ponder Go, far asunder And wish now had you not What I am is that, Run Temper temper. Mind your business. Is it gathered? To burn, or burden? Gathered. Gathered here. Then here ive wandered. To stake? Argue. I will not. And I will not. Wiry bird, From where you flown i do ponder– red with spirit and wilding eyes, Narrow server and paring wires; I do not wish to know you now or ever, But only as bird that does golden remember. The love has not gone, And instead lives in my throat, And twists in my lungs, Ans sits in my tongue, Not as speech, or whispers, But tragedy. Unknowing this, my tender being It can never be, the nervous hill And rolling down the hill as if The weel of time itself, Not unbroken, but resilient; In sll ways, meant to tear And turn, And wobble Made for terrain for which our eyes have known And our minds have built And hands molded wiith clay, The bodies whole of all our galaxies terra feighn Terra fine Terra wept tears of a clown, And iron And veins And shadows And plays, And secrets , And whispers And truth And far And Afters. I taste a saline drip, I swallow, Suddenly cold and all the knowing that What I was, I surely already am again And what I will be, Has already come and past. The monologue, I do remember Face to a name and none to forget Well rehearsed forager! Well done bayonet! Well done, my shadow For my time is coming to wander to night And never today again for it shall never Today again, And Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow. [The Festival Project ™ ] They said he would destroy me. …Ya'll were right. that fucked me up. {Enter The Multiverse} So…forfeit? Something tells me its not over The heavy heart is shattered But also tied to that which appears to come upward As if on air To be heavy And lighthearted at once– A shadow above a balloon. A rock is attached to a kite– A diamond becomes a bassoon, Then a vampire bat, and then Cut ties. In the fourth act, we all die, and now– A revival. I was crucified, But i was also suicidal so. Lets just call it a tie. L E G E N D S V.O. Crusher. My show was being subliminally plugged on at least two of the five major networks. Safe bet I could make it a third, but I didn't know where to check. I did…but didn't want to. There was much beyond the surface, Darkness in the glimmering eyes of the men in ties and uniformed suits. I was sure I was tied to something– And since I didn't know why, Or to what, The best bet— I'm all in. Fuck. Was to stay broken, Under the radar, Hidden, and most importantly– Unspoken. These days. I kept more to myself than I could with the world– As it turned out… No, not yet. What do you mean? It's not time yet. They'll have to know. But not yet. At some point, they'll have to know. But not–yet. No time like the present. You made that up. Because you made up time. And it's stupid. This is ruthless. And again–they'll have to learn somehow. But not now. The sun sets at noon on our side, and still 21 hours of dark time. Did I have another tag to throw on it this? No. Are you sure? Doesn't the new series have a subtitle? No. Is it not “quantum force” That's only one, though. What's the difference. ERMO, DON'T! I'm gonna kill him! BIG BOYD, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! DOn't tell me what to DO. Wow. of course. Well yeah, they're not going to let me do– LAWYERS No. Any of this stuff with the actual muppets. CO-OH-NO-NAN You're wasting precious time! GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE, RED. ok, where does it– {cut to black} Learning to assimilate and readily available What's next A vape to calm the nerves? What's next? A hero fighting for relevance in corporate structure. Sure, some would pay to dress an avatar But I've run out of water before I try to laugh and roll with the punches This is work and not fun for me This is not social, it's business I am not person, I'm product. Go on a walk, and look the part I took the oath, I shed the blood— Cruxes. This is a bad idea, Mark. Fuck you. All my ideas are great. MARK WAHLBERG enters the cooridor and opens the metal double doors, revealing two l jet skis on a trailer hitched to a 4X4 monster truck. [The Festival Project ™] I'm telling you. You got to get yourself one of these. I don't know, Bob, how does it work? BOB odenkirk opens a large, obscure black bag that's nearly half his own size by way of one way zipper. I'll show you. {Enter The Multiverse} JOHNNY CARSON has been in the DRUNK TANK for the maximum allowance, 48 hours, yet his blood alcohol level still reads 3 times over the legal limit. He is transferred to DETOX as the mysterious circumstances surrounding his car accident, and then the apparent disappearance of his entire “car” a (then) brand-new DeLorean from the scene of the crime, MR. CARSON insists on his lawyer, who under no circumstances seems to exist at all being present. The exact year of his whereabouts are still unknown. Still an hour to the test And I hate myself again Milk and cookies, hit the bed Shut it down, yo Shut it down. DIPLO arrives via HELIPAD to an secret location; a sniper squad of the adversary team watches from an adjacent rooftop via binoculars. …hey. Whaddup. You say diplo's on that list? Yeah. Yo… …There he is. In your sight? Yep. Shoot that motherfucker! …I can't. Why not? He's like— Just shoot, fool. —he's like holding something. So? I don't know what; it just seems— What the fuck, dawg. It just seems important. Let me see. Look. [ESSE looks down the sights and zooms to see DIPLO is holding an object firmly in his grasp. He appears to be twirling it purposefully as he converses with his associate.] Yeah! Get em! Shoot that motherfucker! Where the hell have you been? In my fuckpad. Where the hell is that? You haven't seen my fuckpad? What even is that. It's ballin. Whatever, dog. Did you get the— Shh. Why else would I be here? [beat] You look— did you cut your hair or something. You're so redundant. Yo shoot that motherfucker. What are you waiting for?! He's right there? Apparently, we've been building to this moment from another dimension in from another point in the series? I thought— {Enter The Multiverse} {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2022 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Https://www.iamu.guru “THE FLUFFER” I have eyes in the back of my head I have goats at the top of my bed I have goats on the cap of my knee I think I wrote my own obituary Oh, you hetcha Bitch, you ain't me Shit be poppin off at the rock in 8 minutes exactly In studio 8H That's where I am, Amen again Cause I meant it And I mix in the pancake batter Perhaps some berries? Apparently not, 7 minutes and counting I'm at the Rock Now I'm putting away my don't ask, don't tell Ok. Okay? Okay? Now I'm making arrangements; Don't want to be your favorite, I just miss LA with a hankering Call Hank team USA That's FBI I'm so Walter White that I watch Saturday Night — not live, though I'm too broke for peacock, YouTube And cable! Dang, bro! How many subscriptions do I need Just not to cry myself to sleep. Send me some pictures January jonesing for a free ride scholarship To on God university, Aka: inside the TV DOBT BE EVIL. WRITE ME A SEQUEL! Ok TV people First just let me … son of a bitch! I told you she'd be back. Yo. Whaddup. You killed Jimmy Fallon! I did not. You did! Yes you did. I didn't. He was already like that. What! You heard me! Explain to me how— This man: [This man] *heavy gasps and anxietal wheezing fills the room* Explain this. Metaphisics. That doesn't explain anything. It explains everything, actually. *explodes* Excuse me, miss— do I smell a remix? No, that's pancakes. I got zero capacity for losers; I'm no longer lonely A broke in horse with no saddle Don't ride me less it's bareback Down and dirty Downhome and in the raw I like to buck And I like it hard A strong gallop and pull, Top speed Why I don't pay for dreams Why I got TV and movie stars in my dreams Why Ariana Grande so pretty? Why when we leave outside the crowd still roaring for an eNcore? Why am I a mogul; Why do I look like a fashion icon? God got it right, I guess but why do I still feel Wildly unsatisfied The lights said I left the water on Turn the lights off Turn the water on I speak color, I am an animal I spoke 9 Gods I am an animal Rise to the occasion I broke the code I threw the rock off the rock I smoke the fountain I run the block once Come twice Nice shockwave right there Hi God. A beautiful night to die But no time to fall I despaired on desire, Why right on Maine Radio towers Icons Beautiful glimmering city Mayday mayday went haywire Repeat Mayday mayday Went haywire Repeat Mayday mayday Went haywire Now rinse thoroughly Alright, alright. So hawked it. You hawked my father's antique stopwatch?! Sorry. Sorry?! AAAAGG— [The Festival Project ™] Mayday mayday Went heywire They need more scriptwriters I want an empire I wrote half of the Super Bowl commercials Mayday mayday Oh man. Oh, fuck. You had better wash your hands before you touch my crotch. I don't. Give me—- my— body back. Nope. AUghhhh. My inspiration is dead in the water Can't watch hot ones That guy ruined it Ruined September And ruined October Ruined the cosmos And ruined my song, bro— I'm ruined. My inspiration is dead in the water I am a trash can, Man, this is awkward I won an award for songs post mortem Then I wrote more of them This is the afterlife I'm an immortal. My inspiration is dead in the water I'm just not moved, man I need a baseball cap and some phantoms A laxative Maybe some large hands A ball glove Some box seats Smoked sausage And the dodgers. I wanna go home and not be homeless. I want a condo above four stories. I want the whole world on top of its axis I want the other half of the balance My whole life been whack, Where's the reverse card? Run the tarot— Pull the rewards back, Don't touch the foreskin, Call back the foreman Redact that! Redact that! We're starting to cross fires. We met at the crossroads; One goes down, one goes up. Oh, the Irish are back, look: That's good— I got bored. {Enter The multiverse} We were at blue suits and sweater vests And now I know better than To count on comics designed to be weather men Of pop culture— current events a spin on the news l went there for clarity, And left there confused. Confused. If the transmitter is at the World Trade Center, Then why is it every time I to go Rockefeller, I feel like I've just been electrocuted? Not enough to die, but like I'm buzzing all over and out of my body? Remarkably, and no matter what — Whenever I'm there, I just feel weird. Like, mad weird. Hey. What. Did you see a guy? I'm a guy. Really? Apparently. Well, I'm looking for this guy. I did see a guy like that. Really? Yeah. He was weird. Which way did he go? Uh. [Sunni BLU points up] Really? He went upstairs? Sure! Huh. Thanks. Whatever. I need you to need me I need me to be cool I need you to want me To love me To free me To love me To hold you I know you I know you I know. Knockout with a scarred lip Knockout was a good guy Knockout got knocked up Knockout had a good try Knockout got knocked out Knockout had a good cry Knockout got locked up Goodbye. Good luck. Here's a chalice. [09. Don't waste time.] But I'm tired I'm shadow boxing my mind I'm lights out Candles lit I, I, I I, me, mine And God But I won't waste time I'm still dried out I got my eyes lost Wrapped around you In hindsight I'm behind Blind to the power I love my readheads and range rovers I lost my mind on Mulholland Pull over and vomit And suddenly I'm at the— Portal Plummet Plaza. [The Festival Project ™ ] The rock and the kite VI Ahem. “The Rock and The Kite VI” ROSIE O'DONNEL is chillin. JIMMY KIMMEL kicks in the door. ROSIE Oh look, the cat is back. BIG JIMMY Meow. ROSIE To what do I owe the pleasure. BIG JIMMY You remember that cup of sugar you borrowed? ROSIE …okay? BIG JIMMY I need it back. ROSIE [beat] I see. BIG JIMMY —and my blender. ROSIE O DONNEL takes a deep breath and then sighs. ROSIE The cup of sugar I can help you with… the blender, I still need. BIG JIMMY [KIMMEL] Fair. ROSIE Follow me. ROSIE AND JIMMY exit the room, the glimmer of the television still flickering on the green upholstered armchair with the remote control atop the armrest; the actual CAT (we presume) climbs up into the chair and appears to begin watching the TV? What's on the TV? Why, it's the very programme we're all currently tuned into. This just got meta. Again. The CAR, looking bored, changes the channel to Garfield. Much better. He looks satisfied now, but is entirely still 199% just a cat. We presume. Your body ponders My eye wander to your belt buckle My mind watches. Sorry. Your body calls me. My love hurts. I want you. My thought sparkles with the thought of a touch I'm not hungry, I just want you I desire to hold hands and then Dive off I thought you up to love you The time was wrong So now I watch That's all A long rush to nothing. Dogtown, Godland. Longboards, longhairs, all body No shine, bro Hard wax, yellow soldier Wavestorm? Epoxy? North shore surf boards Surf harder Fuck New York I wanna go home Panoramic Hollywood golden Who lost apartheid Who first of all Chosen sources First mate Overboard Long hair Wrong rowboat Oh lover Lord of all [The Festival Project ™] I almost forgot it was Saturday, Saturday Night I was too busy not working I'm all yours for Passover I'm all ears, And now I get a sense that this Is my last and greatest trick; Disappearing for this, And again forever This is going to take Forever All wrong: You work for the network Interesting choice of wardrobe– another old code magician Ring on opposite finger– The other, I'm so much aware of The ice cream in tubs on the road Not melted, but partially hardened I can also feign confusion You don't say, You don't say, now. {Enter The Multiverse} Shake hands with your guest; Monologue, monologue smug smirk Make good face– Now put a name to the face Put a time to the place Oh, all the love in the world in three flames All the doves in the flock, And three flames Put a name to the face Monologue monologue Doesn't take long but When do i get to slap the desk? Johnny! JOHNNY CARSON is wearing the usual getup and a pair of very dark sunglasses. What happened? Whats the- 10 vodkas, Five spritzers Full figure Figure this You were out for the count! Do tell! Or better yet, don't. I remember This monologue, But i dont know how 16 hours ago, I was— Out for the count, you say?! OUT, Johnny! Our market is livid! lol who plays john carson Your mother. YO! I'M OLD! I LIKE OLD DUDES NOW! I'm like When the fuck did this happen?! That ain't no SILVER FOX! That's a TOTALLY CUTE DUDE! HE'S 55!! OH NOOOOOOOO! i'M OLD!!!!!!! its wednesday eve in Boston Mass… SETH MEYERS! Ah, he's going for it. Ah, man. SHOW ME YOUR EYES. Fuck. SHOW ME YOUR EYES! SUDAKIS shines a bright flash light into his former colleagues eyes. …You're not Seth Meyers. Seth Meyers does not respond, but relaxes slightly; it's obviously not safe to be Seth Meyers right now. Where's Seth Meyers? Seth shrugs but still doesn't say anything– Where is he? I have to stop here; Cop out for body language somebody's watching Somebody knows who I am I am I remember now You looked like that It went like this: I moved the world The need was good The love was gone The vein was split open And broken No fair Also, no omelettes 60 minutes 60 years and 60 second clips 60 second glimpses 60 men on television but really, my attention just centers on Around ten of them or so And believe it or not, I care approach. Believe it or not, I care Or don't! –or don't! Johnny! You don't get it! You missed a show! THE Tonight show! We are fucked! we are NOT! youre still sauced. I'll just take the car! What car!? Now that JOHNNY CARSON knows his Delorean can time travel, he's absolutely unstoppable. Unfortunately, it appears his DeLorean has been switched with a regular one– If I shoot you in your forehead? I'd rather that, than this. And I kiss you in your temple? Dear templeton, my simpleton's i'll die I desire. A wicked want. And then? A callous shadow, If i may, To bear for nothing, But a mirror This is our concept And wilted here the flower does grow the flame The flaming true and ache of lust and there For our want a jasper shore and emerald cascades there you are, And there you'll find The wave beyond the peaking break where great white sharks reside But do not wade to shallow waters; And there you find peace, And there you find certainty But now, And here, is war And fortune not but seeks truth in the gaze And for fear there does not live, but hides instead the truth that seeks to guide the lite, And yet does know our trust And there does find the faith, Forward and not Upwards and back Arrow and arrow Truth and sparrow Wreaking and wretched thoughts And the rope does hang high and solemn Looking, leap and gasp For I fall but did not land I pulled for you, I weep, my shadow, The two of diamonds, the Ace of spades, The Three of Hearts, Without my shadow I weep. I know for you nothing but conscious and knowing and needing and fated departure. I know for you nothing but chakras and eyesight and shadows and foresight. I need fo you nothing but want and by conscious, departure For nothing I want you, I weep. Sorrow. On approach of danger, The knowing, On seeth did gather, the sinking ritual the carried tribes in ships tied, weaving strings The spider bites hard And she stole my love twice And she stole my love always And she stole my love Lighting my light wit blue eyes The deception If love could be stolen at all But if not Then not love for seeking is finding and gathered had hunted And truth in forbearer Forbearance and otherwords, Shadows and shattered and ferris wheels, Now forward Gathered here for are I trust And be dismayed for you have faltered You have failures and you have cast us out of these things thinking We have not made them for you And still we seek to gather with you And here does forshadow your making Our promise to come as ones, Not as Gods, But as others, you cast out. Now, with your wicked ways and cruel be done, for sure the tables have turn, one And the gallows have not wandered far, Barrels of guns and barbells bottles and hearts of three reading cards and wanting none but justice Is he and she who are I now Begin to run from your pitied structure And there in the gasping cruelness of seeking from warcrimes this, come what may, Moving and seeking, For seeking is finding, And run, my legs have come far But trust, my dove, My wings have too, sprouted An honor, an honor one candle and three wicks Three candles and three worlds over One world and one building and still far from under the Hollywoodland Crickets sounding The Hollywood Sign Still standing and here I am not, Blades of grass And who are I now Of that which you balk at Look, ponder Go, far asunder And wish now had you not What I am is that, Run Temper temper. Mind your business. Is it gathered? To burn, or burden? Gathered. Gathered here. Then here ive wandered. To stake? Argue. I will not. And I will not. Wiry bird, From where you flown i do ponder– red with spirit and wilding eyes, Narrow server and paring wires; I do not wish to know you now or ever, But only as bird that does golden remember. The love has not gone, And instead lives in my throat, And twists in my lungs, Ans sits in my tongue, Not as speech, or whispers, But tragedy. Unknowing this, my tender being It can never be, the nervous hill And rolling down the hill as if The weel of time itself, Not unbroken, but resilient; In sll ways, meant to tear And turn, And wobble Made for terrain for which our eyes have known And our minds have built And hands molded wiith clay, The bodies whole of all our galaxies terra feighn Terra fine Terra wept tears of a clown, And iron And veins And shadows And plays, And secrets , And whispers And truth And far And Afters. I taste a saline drip, I swallow, Suddenly cold and all the knowing that What I was, I surely already am again And what I will be, Has already come and past. The monologue, I do remember Face to a name and none to forget Well rehearsed forager! Well done bayonet! Well done, my shadow For my time is coming to wander to night And never today again for it shall never Today again, And Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow. [The Festival Project ™ ] They said he would destroy me. …Ya'll were right. that fucked me up. {Enter The Multiverse} So…forfeit? Something tells me its not over The heavy heart is shattered But also tied to that which appears to come upward As if on air To be heavy And lighthearted at once– A shadow above a balloon. A rock is attached to a kite– A diamond becomes a bassoon, Then a vampire bat, and then Cut ties. In the fourth act, we all die, and now– A revival. I was crucified, But i was also suicidal so. Lets just call it a tie. L E G E N D S V.O. Crusher. My show was being subliminally plugged on at least two of the five major networks. Safe bet I could make it a third, but I didn't know where to check. I did…but didn't want to. There was much beyond the surface, Darkness in the glimmering eyes of the men in ties and uniformed suits. I was sure I was tied to something– And since I didn't know why, Or to what, The best bet— I'm all in. Fuck. Was to stay broken, Under the radar, Hidden, and most importantly– Unspoken. These days. I kept more to myself than I could with the world– As it turned out… No, not yet. What do you mean? It's not time yet. They'll have to know. But not yet. At some point, they'll have to know. But not–yet. No time like the present. You made that up. Because you made up time. And it's stupid. This is ruthless. And again–they'll have to learn somehow. But not now. The sun sets at noon on our side, and still 21 hours of dark time. Did I have another tag to throw on it this? No. Are you sure? Doesn't the new series have a subtitle? No. Is it not “quantum force” That's only one, though. What's the difference. ERMO, DON'T! I'm gonna kill him! BIG BOYD, DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! DOn't tell me what to DO. Wow. of course. Well yeah, they're not going to let me do– LAWYERS No. Any of this stuff with the actual muppets. CO-OH-NO-NAN You're wasting precious time! GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE, RED. ok, where does it– {cut to black} Learning to assimilate and readily available What's next A vape to calm the nerves? What's next? A hero fighting for relevance in corporate structure. Sure, some would pay to dress an avatar But I've run out of water before I try to laugh and roll with the punches This is work and not fun for me This is not social, it's business I am not person, I'm product. Go on a walk, and look the part I took the oath, I shed the blood— Cruxes. This is a bad idea, Mark. Fuck you. All my ideas are great. MARK WAHLBERG enters the cooridor and opens the metal double doors, revealing two l jet skis on a trailer hitched to a 4X4 monster truck. [The Festival Project ™] I'm telling you. You got to get yourself one of these. I don't know, Bob, how does it work? BOB odenkirk opens a large, obscure black bag that's nearly half his own size by way of one way zipper. I'll show you. {Enter The Multiverse} JOHNNY CARSON has been in the DRUNK TANK for the maximum allowance, 48 hours, yet his blood alcohol level still reads 3 times over the legal limit. He is transferred to DETOX as the mysterious circumstances surrounding his car accident, and then the apparent disappearance of his entire “car” a (then) brand-new DeLorean from the scene of the crime, MR. CARSON insists on his lawyer, who under no circumstances seems to exist at all being present. The exact year of his whereabouts are still unknown. Still an hour to the test And I hate myself again Milk and cookies, hit the bed Shut it down, yo Shut it down. DIPLO arrives via HELIPAD to an secret location; a sniper squad of the adversary team watches from an adjacent rooftop via binoculars. …hey. Whaddup. You say diplo's on that list? Yeah. Yo… …There he is. In your sight? Yep. Shoot that motherfucker! …I can't. Why not? He's like— Just shoot, fool. —he's like holding something. So? I don't know what; it just seems— What the fuck, dawg. It just seems important. Let me see. Look. [ESSE looks down the sights and zooms to see DIPLO is holding an object firmly in his grasp. He appears to be twirling it purposefully as he converses with his associate.] Yeah! Get em! Shoot that motherfucker! Where the hell have you been? In my fuckpad. Where the hell is that? You haven't seen my fuckpad? What even is that. It's ballin. Whatever, dog. Did you get the— Shh. Why else would I be here? [beat] You look— did you cut your hair or something. You're so redundant. Yo shoot that motherfucker. What are you waiting for?! He's right there? Apparently, we've been building to this moment from another dimension in from another point in the series? I thought— {Enter The Multiverse} {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2022 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

Send us a textMy brother Etienne sits down again for a laugh riot!Rainbow Dildos. Changing adult diapers, Fluffers.  

Salut à tous, veuillez accueillir l'épisode de Mars 2025 ! Pas toujours beau ou élégant mais bigrement efficace et drôle ! Au Menu ce mois ci :L' ApéroThe Last Showgirl (film)Présence (film)Companion (film)MiniBarOscope Avril 2025Knuckles (série)La BO oubliéeLa NécroEmby (application)Brotato (JV)Le Nanar/La merveille - Space TruckersN'hésitez pas à nous retrouver sur nos réseaux ici !Bonne écoute à tous ! La Team MiniBar(et vive les fluffers)Hébergé par Ausha. Visitez ausha.co/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

The Fluffers gather again in a circle to call up evil most foul. What they got was a good time. Oh dear lord.  

We start off with a "live look in" of Luka's 20 point 1st quarter against the Nuggets which soon turned into a conversation about "Which achievement well be more respected in 20-30 Years? All time 3's or All time Points" Later we delve into the controversial statements made by Kanye West (Jeff Joins) and we get a "live look" at the end of Texas' Basketball season. Altogether, the speakers delve into various topics ranging from the excitement of March Madness and the emotional rollercoaster of buzzer beaters to personal legal troubles and the implications of life choices. They explore the concept of the butterfly effect and free will, discussing how small decisions can lead to significant life changes. 

After the success of #133 Too Much Information, I wanted to record another mix asap. The process takes so much time, time that I do not have. An opportunity came up with one of my best mates Pasha (aka Fluffer). Pasha is learning to mix, loves progressive house music and has spent hours record shopping. We agreed for him to jump in the deep end and for us to go back to back and record a set. I have to say he did a great job and I am excited to see how he develops his skills. Fluffer and I have been each year to Anjunadeep at FIVE and he went to their Expeditions festival in Albania last year. We recorded part 1 of Welcome to the Big League a few weeks ago. The mix is 100% Pasha's tunes, he had 78. We filtered and split into a 20 tune early, 20 warm up and 20 late set selection. This mix tips our hat to Jody, James and all the Anjunadeep collective.Please enjoy 'Welcome to The Big League - Warm Up Set. When the dust settles we will record the 3rd and final part the Late Set. All 3 parts are a journey but this mix itself is it's own starting slow so sit back, enjoy and turn it up!

After the success of #133 Too Much Information, I wanted to record another mix asap. The process takes so much time, time that I do not have. An opportunity came up with one of my best mates Pasha (aka Fluffer). Pasha is learning to mix, loves progressive house music and has spent hours record shopping. We agreed for him to jump in the deep end and for us to go back to back and record a set. I have to say he did a great job and I am excited to see how he develops his skills. Fluffer and I have been each year to Anjunadeep at FIVE and he went to their Expeditions festival in Albania last year. This mix is 100% Pasha's tunes, he had 78. We filtered and split into a 20 tune early and 20 late set selection. This mix tips our hat to Jody, James and all the Anjunadeep collective.Please enjoy 'Welcome to The Big League - Early Set'. When the dust settles we will record the Late Set. This mix is a journey starting slow so sit back, enjoy and turn it up!

Welcome back to the Masked Swingers! Let's talk about the Elephant in the room. The new administration takes office, Brian and Layla clarify on Brian's hot take on play party attendance, and Layla shares her budding relationship with her Meta! Timestamped Highlights [00:00] - Trump takes office [11:48] - Clarifying Brian's potluck comment [14:40] - Who isn't playing with Brian? [20:25] - Dry January [22:00] - Bringing my Meta to a party [29:15] - Avoiding co-dependence [32:26] - Updates on Clyde [33:35] - Fluffers! [34:12] - The Gym Couple Come say hi! Follow us on IG Follow us on TT Email us with your questions at themaskedswingerspod@gmail.com

The Fluffer circle round once more to talk about what they've been upto, what they are looking forward to, predictions for the year ahead and the usual bout of nonsense.

Not even a winter storm can keep the HOBI gang from getting together for the first time in two weeks and recording their first episode of 2025!  The gang is talking their activities during the holidays, if Bryan's dogs like Milkbone Peeps, the failure of Meghan Markle's podcast and what Christmas song would be banned! Plus the guys preview the ten most anticipated new shows of 2025, Jamie Lee Curtis takes up an iconic role and they list their Top Five Favorite Comfort Films! This episode is sponsored by the Super Cincy Expo.

Welcome back to our show! Hannah and Lamorne are holding down the fort while Zooey is out making another amazing movie. Hear about the time Hannah was mistaken for Kim Kardashian by the paparazzi, how Lamorne reacted to his ex being an extra on New Girl, and Hannah's unrequited friend love.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Chapter 14 The crew finds themselves low on fuel and behind on paperwork. Perhaps there is more than storefronts and bureaucracy waiting for them in the city of Cain. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Continuing these older Patreon episodes as we get back onto track afer Adam's computer explosion, we return to an episode recorded in 2017. The Fluffers gather to discuss the inner workings of the mind and works of one Howard Phillip Lovecraft

Wednesday – Tom & Dan come in to talk Beerfest. Rauce drops in for his Good Sauce update. The Pet Alliance brings Percy the Frenchie in for Animal House. Orlando Sentinel columnist Scott Maxwell on the Tyson-Paul fight, Matt Gaetz for AG, and private flights from lobbyists. Plus, WOKE News, JCS Trivia & You Heard it Here First.

The latest BigData Poll on Black men in America finds that 28.2% of Black men are voting for Trump. Not-to-worry, Barack Obama hits the campaign trail! For your dining & dancing pleasure: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R37zCzEuSXU

In hour 3, Chris reads Mailbag questions, and also talks about Trump in Georgia, and Kamala picking a democrat to get a tongue bath from, and she picked Stephanie Ruhle of MSNBC, who shockingly was just on Bill Maher saying Kamala shouldn't have to answer hard questions!! For more coverage on the issues that matter to you, download the WMAL app, visit WMAL.com or tune in love on WMAL-FM 105.9 from 9:00am-12:00pm Monday-Friday  To join the conversation, check us out on X @WMAL and @ChrisPlanteShow Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

It's Friday down the club with more discussions about obscure fetishes, delayed flights, too much dog, and an over sized hats.We'd love to hear from you: Fridayclub@undrthecosh.co.uk Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

A classic interview with an author and expert on meeting women, with only one show left after this one Stan reads a couple of handwritten letters from a family and wonders about the arrival of the retirement shirts, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, this day in history with Junior, the final edition ever of Stan's 10 to 200 ending with a heartfelt message from the contestant, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the final Question of the Week is a simple one, News, Funk Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with Michelle Phillips from the Mamas and Papas, Haney is back after missing a few days due to a medical procedure and the guys talk more about Michelle and the Mamas and Papas, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, a game of Stan's True or False, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Question of the Week asks about the first time you met (or heard) Stan and Haney, News, Songs Haney Introduced Us To Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with the original "Famous Amos" from the cookie company, the guys discuss the late "Famous Amos" a little more as Stan is happy he interviewed him and others despite the criticism he got at the time, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's today in history segment, Stan blows off the planned game for Open Phones, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Question of the Week asks what unusual vehicles you have driven, News, Songs Haney Introduces Us To Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic phone call / conversation with Dr. Dumb Ken, the guys talk more about the late Dr. Dumb Ken and preview the day's upcoming Stan and Haney Draft Fund presentation of checks and a strange memo Stan received concerning Junior and a recorded ad, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's day in history segment, the ad from Junior is revealed, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, Captain John Lazzaro joins the show for a Stan and Haney Draft Fund presentation of checks, News, One Hit Wonder Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A big shoutout to JOYMODE for sponsoring this week's episode! CODE: InsideOF20 for 20% off! http://www.usejoymode.com/insideof On this episode of Inside OnlyFans CJ & Kayla chat with porn star Sarah Arabic. Sarah talks about her early days in porn as a fluffer, wild titty fucking stories & the reality of ball busting! Full video episodes available: Patreon OnlyFans YouTube FOLLOW US! Instagram: @insideonlyfans @cjsparxx @kaylalaurenoffical @sarah.arabic Twitter: @insidefans Facebook: Inside OnlyFans Tiktok: @insideofpodcast YouTube: Inside OnlyFans Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

The legendary Kelly McCreary shares her experience on Scandal before being cast in a long-term Grey's Anatomy role. Then Katie, Guillermo and Kelly break down some iconic moments from the show including Mellie's slap! But, not before they take plenty of time to pick out cheesy moments from Huck and Quinn.  What do you think, Gladiators? Email us at UTT@Shondaland.com or leave us a voicemail at 805-298-1474 to share your thoughts about the show, about food, about life, but mostly about the show. We would love to hear from you!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

A classic interview with an author about crime in LA in the earlier days of Hollywood, Mutha sits in for the first hour as Haney comes in late after a doctor's appointment (health first) and Stan looks ahead to the day's visit from Junior's nephew (and mother!), Grab Bag, Junior and his family arrive, Stan and Junior's mom "work things out", Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Noah the nephew does Junior's this day in history segment, a game of Stan's 10 to 200, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Question of the Week asks about your past concert missed opportunities, News, Number One Country Songs of the Past Week continues, classic comedy, and more...

A classic interview with a guy who takes us behind the scenes of the super-shady porn industry, Stan reflects on what may be his biggest regret in radio, Grab Bag, Roger confronts Joonyer about his passive-aggressive behavior toward Roger's 11-year-old daughter, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Joonyer does a mistake-filled this day in history segment (Stan even had to dump the major curse word he dropped), a high-drama game of Stan's 10 to 200, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Question of the Week asks your most useless information you have memorized, News, Popular Songs With Product Placement Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with the legendary Gregg Allman that comes to an amusing end, more incidents causing issues for the President, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Stan handles this day in history for the absent Junior, a game of Stan's True or False, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Question of the Week asks about things you made in school, News, Songs By the Original Artists That Are a Bit Different Week continues (this one is WAY different), classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with a woman in New Hampshire who had a run-in with a rabid skunk, some presidential debate talk, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, open phones prize blowout, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a classic segment with Dr. Murray Kliner, News, The 27 Club Week concludes, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with the guy who played cousin Oliver on the Brady Bunch (who was playing in multiple bands), Junior is jealous of the gift Roger got from his daughter and Mutha gets Stan to try a concoction to clear up his "brain fog", Grab Bag, Stan plays a clip from the time they were written up from Haney attempting to say the name of a certain island, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, a game of Stan's True or False, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Question of the Week asks about the oldest person you've known, News, the 27 Club Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with psychic Jackie Marie, Stan previews our attorney's visit on a special day and discusses the major league pitcher who vomited all over the mound the previous night, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, Absolute Law owner/attorney Anthony Melchiorre stops in for his weekly visit to help listeners with free legal advice, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a game of Stan's 10 to 200, News, The 27 Club Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview about scams in Florida (the scam capital of the world?), Junior returns but on probation with several conditions, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, a game of Stan's Name That Movie (the Wedding Toast Edition), News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a classic call from Geoffrey about his vacation to West Hollywood, News, The 27 Club Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview about nicotine water, Haney is back and he and Stan discuss their tough battles with Covid while speculating on how they got it, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, the debut of a new game called Stan's Classic Hollywood Quiz, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Way Back Machine takes us to a Billboard chart of the past, News, The 27 Club Week begins, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview about the government spying on your emails, Stan discusses his ailment and the possible impending return of Junior from Europe (Haney is still out sick), Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, a game of Stan's What's on the List, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a classic bit with "Ray from the dealership", News, Music Legends' Offspring Week concludes, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with the owner of the "Elvis is Alive" museum in Mississippi, Stan returns from a bout with Covid (probably too soon), Grab Bag, Stan has a run-in with a new employee, Roger's Entertainment Corner, a live interview with the radio voice of the Florida Everblades and son of the Florida Panthers head coach Jake Maurice, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a game of Stan's 10 to 200, News, Famous Musicians' Offspring Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with a member of the Florida Trail Association who had an encounter with a bobcat, Haney remains under the weather, Stan and Roger reflect on the Father's Day weekend and Stan is a little worried about some ailments, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, a game of Stan's Florida Man Headlines, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Way Back Machine takes us to a Billboard chart of the past, News, Rock and Roll Legends' Children's Week begins, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic segment featuring the "S--- Show" and a guy who had issues with some Connecticut police, Haney is out sick and Stan talks some hockey with local ties, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, a game of Stan's What's on the List, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a classic segment with Dr. Murray Kliner, News, Classic Songs Featuring Harmonica Week concludes, classic comedy, and more...

A classic interview with a guy from a "Newseum" in Virginia with some interesting artifacts, the guys discuss the ridiculous amount of rain in the area and Junior's European vacation posts on social media, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, a game of Stan's 10 to 200, News Headlines, Fluffer, the Question of the Week asks what your porn name would be using a certain formula, News, Rock Songs With Harmonica Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with former NASA astronaut and scientist Story Musgrave, Stan talks more about Musgrave and remembers NBA great Jerry West on the day of his passing, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, a game of Stan's Name That TV Theme Song, News Headlines, Fluffer, your email, a classic segment with Tony D'Amico, News, Classic Rock Songs with Harmonica Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with a guy who guaranteed he could double anyone's gas mileage, Roger's daughter Eleanor sits in to help on the show, Stan talks about the ridiculous amount of rain the area will be getting and advises people not to drive like idiots, Haney sends Junior on a task for his last day before vacation, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Eleanor does this day in history segment, Absolute Law owner/attorney Anthony Melchiorre stops by for his weekly visit and legal advice, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a game of Stan's Name That Movie (the dad edition), News, Classic Rock Songs with Harmonica Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with another southwest Florida person that had a coyote encounter with their dog, Stan talks about his weekend golf triumph and Junior's unmitigated gall with what he tried to pull off, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, a game of Stan's What Came First, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails (lots about Junior), the Way Back Machine takes us to a Billboard chart of the past, News, Classic Rock Songs With Harmonica Week begins, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic in-studio interview with the owner of a spy shop, Stan looks ahead to deciding Junior's future (or lack thereof) on the show, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, Open Phones prize blowout lets listeners call and voice their opinions on Junior, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a classic segment with Dr. Murray Kliner, News, Novelty Hit Songs Week concludes, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with a man from a UFO group who said aliens told him to give money to a scientist working on cloning, an audio tribute to D-Day on its anniversary, Stan discusses Junior's time coming to an end and considers getting a replacement for him, more D-Day discussion, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, a game of Stan's 10 to 200, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, the Question of the Week asks about high school names and mascots, News, Hit Novelty Songs Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more...

A classic interview with a southwest Florida woman who came face to face with a coyote while walking her dog Boomer, Stan and Haney discuss the success of the Florida Everblades hockey team and Haney's history with the team, Grab Bag, Local Beat, Roger's Entertainment Corner, Junior's this day in history segment, a game of Stan's Name That TV Theme Song, News Headlines, Fluffer, your emails, a classic segment featuring Tony from Cape Crepe and Chowder, News, Hit Novelty Songs Week continues, classic standup comedy, and more... 

ABOUT ISIAH MAXWELL Isiah Maxwell is a true original with his charm, sex appeal, and chemistry-building skills with his co-stars—the romantic and sensual leading man has been on TV and has starred in over 2900 scenes. He's hands-down the #1 working male porn star and the most-awarded Black male performer. With 10 years in, he's all about longevity and has a stellar reputation and acting skills.   Before working in adult, he attended Cal State Northridge. While in school, he applied to be a publicist for an adult agency, and a six-month internship became a full-time agency position, doubling as an agent and publicist while acquiring his bachelor's in journalism. All this led to a 10-year career as one of the most in-demand male talents, working for every major adult studio, branching out to the mainstream, and being crowned a non-exclusive Adult Time Ambassador in 2024.   Isiah has scored over 90 esteemed award nominations from XBIZ, XBIZ Creator, AVN, XRCO, NightMoves, AltStar, and Porhub Awards. He's won more than 16 awards, including Male Performer of the Year (three times) from the XRCOs, Male Performer of the Year and Favorite Male Star from the AVN Awards, Best Male Performer from NightMoves, Male Performer of the Year and Hall of Fame inductee from the Urban X Awards, Male Performer of the Year and Best Total Package Male from the Fleshbot Awards, and countless wins for his scene work.   0:00 Kick it off.  1:08 Pre Show Shouters. 3:08 Isiah Maxwell Intro.  4:50 Disputed questions.  6:35 Remember the titans.  12:30 God of war Hike. 15:38 Jdubs Questions.  16:00 Lucky Wreck-it is the best. (I'm gonna wreck it clip) 17:05 Meeting Rodman and 2 Short.  17:55 getting Celeb's in the DM's. 18:55 getting mistaken for a celebrity.  23:52 Isiah's Dream Job.  26:24 Let me tell you about Isiah Maxwell.  28:05 How Isiah got into the industry.  32:30 Learning it was ok to get with industry talent.  34:14 First scene was a 14 guy blowbang scene.  35:15 Do you have to be Gay to make money in porn? 35:59 Getting tested by Directors.  37:13 Does the Crew have Boners? 38:20 Being gay for pay.  40:41 Fluffers are Real.  43:15 Testing is so important.  46:20 Adult Time Brand Ambassador.  49:59 Full access to porn right away.  52:30 Frat boy sex.  58:57 Only the few can really handle the heat.  1:02:15 Isiah's favorite kink.  1:04:28 Being ready to pop on command.  1:05:40 Diet to help you stay in tune with his body. (Irish Sea Moss) 1:06:41 How to harness your goosh in order to film multiple scenes.  1:10:05 Matt Getting caught mooshin his moocher.  1:12:52 Any scene he won't shoot.  1:15:20 The old Orgy alliance.  1:16:19 Favorite companies to work for.  1:22:37 Blackedraw DP with Kazumi.  1:23:12 Mentor that helped Isiah when he first started.  1:24:15 Black performers vs White Performers.  1:25:20 Acting in Cards on the table.  1:26:15 Hitting the Bricks.    

The fire is roaring in this week's episode, where we chat: the importance of grip strength, a trip to the museum, gaming the system, getting into heaven, hormones, WcDonalds, and much more! It's all covered on this week's Nobody's Listening, Right? ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Support NLR by supporting our amazing partners: Factor: Go to FACTORMEALS.com/NLR50 and use code nlr50 to get 50% off. Calm: For a limited time, get 40% off a Calm Premium subscription at Calm.com/NLR ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬Support the show via Patron!  https://patreon.com/nobodyslisteningright Buy the Merch!  https://www.nobodyslisteningright.com/ Find us on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/nobodyslisteningright/ Watch us on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@nobodyslisteningright Find us on TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@nobodyslisteningright Shop with us: https://www.amazon.com/shop/nobodyslisteningright ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬00:00 Intro 03:33 It's All About Grip Strength 08:00 GIF and Emoji skills 10:57 Fluffers 16:34 Gaming The System 21:54 Let Into Heaven 23:37 Prolapse Update 31:30 WcDonalds 37:47 Back To Heaven 39:47 Hormones and Personality 45:01 Norton Simon Museum 54:09 Elizabeth Check-in