Podcasts about Fondant

To this, a glitch— A wish that I could just Push my forehead into his chest, I digress, though repressed sexually and interested This sickness is just what he senses as sensual —And I'm understanding of that. —Purpose. I still have four muses, Four mouses, No heads A sad nd four robots Four hoses of cards And no forwards Just haloy endings That I can't Exactly plan yet Fuck this planet It appears someone has badly damaged it No recompenses or divorce No compared, No doors, And no cubords No, Just dead bird in a box Covered in plaster And a disasterous ride With no happy ever after exactly Just another adventure in wonderland And wonder if perhaps You ever could even Know who I am What a clever disaster For sure this serves as serious Let's just get this The the rumble or the severed train above her is still somewhat of a numbing To the other corruption under This, too then, is a lesson unless It just ends and let it simmer But remember, If it isn't in her It'll be another Fondant farewell, When the dinner gets to convection temperatures in the oven, And you're not over her The dozens of doves and boxes of chocolate don't hold nothing to the love you have and the hand you hold And the heart you touch, So don't let it turn cold Don't let it turn over and thump either Don't let it burn And don't let it lower into Where you mind goes When you consider another And another Over or rather You know? Just aim for Satan and everything's great then. Put a cap to a cape then and everything degrades, Fair wealth, good culture, good heart, And all focus It goes out the window to dance with the wolves l Like a bowl full of nothing but meal worms, Not oats Look closer over your breakfast You never know even if you can trust your own mother at four years old But good, god, thank god for the Honor roll Or else how else would the world know mid you were at all all worth it at all of four And still under par, The gold course, of course Is all you know Don't let it go now When all you have Is time in your hands Distractions are hard handed But actual damage? Now, that's hard pass You wanted a song so much Just so the wrong world would call you up For hurting our kind Without ever having known what my mother named me mor why I have to change it Or what the baby calls me From so far north in a place calls home But I'm still not not So you get your rocks Slamming the door I'm at the rock In my mind Hoping for Something better You Wasted All My Time Over What! Don't you know How hard it is To be anything in the world But a pretty white slut! What a knife in the back What a curse on the world— Just to start wars so it never works out Or at the very worst Just keeps the first one going It doesn't get awesome Until I For Real Can block out the whole world Just to upset another? No I came in peace You made me anxious Hold in my waste At the aim of your hatred I heart my hard earned But now I've got nothing more Than the scars on your over opinionated Over offended War cries for her justice But only if it out does mine, Right? Actually, Fuck it I'm over it That's all the words I'm gonna waste on this till bitch You wanted my energy, so you stole it But becareful of What follows it —you're welcome. My license is revoked I've forgotten long ago by now how to break stroke And it's just a throat scratch, A dark dive And I'm trying to try it out a bit But love's a bitch And I don't really ever speak her language I've been distant and lost in translation, and most of all Impatient with the amount of time that it's taking Cause I hate that guy, he's a fly in my space thst just doesn't seem to go away until they mate and lay eggs to replace them. Ugh. It just goes on, It's whatever the buzz It's just all full of lamb and the talk of the town Is who you are now So, how I found out? A roundabout kick to the ass And a fax to the mayor, Before I realized He seems like a complete hater, bro. I have an eight year old, But I haven't seen him since he was five And I think I'm gonna die Cause everyone's nickel and diming me And all I happened to find Is a single penny, so that— Two hours of mixing, Once cent I made— By now he definitely hates me And has been trained to think I'm crazy But these days, living paycheck to oaucheck is a thankless job And the techno snobs are responsible for the upkeep of auschwitz. It seems like a colored woman with a dream should just Get behind the scenes Or a man that sees meaning in her So this is demeaning? Is it? Am I green, or am I greenlit— l And I clean, or am I cleaning Should I Charlie, or should I Sheen it? I could admit I seen it coming but I wanted to disagree with it, It's psychic intuition but all it is is kicking my ass Like I'm inside or the telivison. What's my last name!? I'm the hat man! Are you happy? No, I'm sad man l! And quite thirsty; Is it Thursday yet Or should I should I just get to drinking anywayy I hate all this thinking anyway; I miss l LA but seen it from the scenic route; I used to sleep on the bus and the train, But what I really want is a house And just to be left alone, Some grass to mow, And some to smoke, And a tree to grow, Just like the one from Pocahontas OH SHIT YO. Why, Hello Friend! Oh, this is where that Treepeople thing was going? Yes! No. No? No. No why. Cause we went broke . Went broke what. Trying to get you to— you know— No, I don't I know. You don't know? No? I've no idea… Oh; that's right, you haven't got a clue. {enter the multiverse)} what did you do at that afterparty Stephen?! I TOLD YOU, I DONT KNOW!!!! What does a girl have to do to get a little attention around here?! Here, have some liquid courage. Liquid courage!? Yeah! What's in this? oh, you know… No, I don't…. You— Why does it glow Yeah, I does that! Oh my god, it looks like one of those sparkle— lava lamps! Oh my god, yeah, you know. I'm not drinking that. Doesn't seem— drinkable. But it is— drinkable. Just because you can put it in your mouth and swallow it doesn't make it consumable. Oh—doesn't it? [beat] …You know what. That's fair! —it— yeah. You walked right into thst one. I— yeah. So come on? It got sparkles in it? What are these flecks. For all you know, it's bio degradable? Is that a gold fish at the bottom?! If he can handle it?! How are you alive? The goldfish to be fair seems tmmore alive than he should, perhaps. He looks the woman directly into the eye. He seems extremely concious even. Oh wow. Come on! Ok. Fine. But what do you do with the fish when the bottle's empty? I don't know. Never finished a bottle. What! Never really…though about it. Okay? So! Come on. He pours a shot. Shift changed , I should have made arrangements for a date at an earlier time But really there isn't a reason or realization to it I hate playing the game It must have been an off day when I made it up But that was so long ago now. I haven't put hard thought about it, But forgot I had further options to stop the violence than just talking about it I missed the opportunity to photog or model By tomorrow morning I'll be a little smaller But still broken If I think of any of those thoughts My heart opens up and swallows me whole Talk about a dilemma and not a problem I would probably dress as such as doll If I could afford the money But I'm dollar for dollar Out of dogital storage for my thoughts and performances. You know. So show your age, Nicki Minaj And Migos, the flash flooding Benito is bad Bunny, But you gotta go with the flow of the whitewater With the high collars and high bars If you are so highly throughout of To win an award And be obsessed over by other famous people's Lil bitz I told my ex I joined the army. My gigs kept having weird shit happen. I was like “something's not right.” I thought it was my ex trying to do oojabooja on me. So I told him I joined the army to try to see if the weird shit kept happening. I told that fool I joined the army — I didn't Say what army! Gods army bitatch!!! You the devil! Stop fuckin up my shit! It's 5 PM I'm waking up It's setting in That it's a contruct Not a curse, But there's no cure The demon days The auto wars As darkness falls upon us The Red Dawn soon becomes us OMG! RYAN SEACREST! Everyone forgot about you! I–thanks! *weird smile* Quickly! Get on the bus! We're already on our way to pick up K-FED. COPYRIGHT THE FESTiVAL PROJECT, INC. ™ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. [The Festival Project ™] The Complex Collective © -Ū.

Did you ever get the feeling that it might be right? Cause I woke up in the shit, And then I paid attention with resentment Had this Patrick for a second amidst the witching hour For a glitch or an instance power, The list, with a mix of here and now Or here and there Whatever you rather, Dan But I guess for now you call me Hamm, Cause I will Jon' you in an hour After all the words have been said Over and over again, you just get cleverer with em Face it, This is considerable damages if by admission I have to press this red button Every time I take a dump Because of these microagressions And blatent intimidations, Racism and hatred, Cause somebody thinks it's okay To attack me when I'm naked And the justification is just that Genetically and empathetically One of us is deficit in the other— Guess which one How does it feel To feel And be real Or be realized So what's the deal With this meal And the plan To dance on the attacks Of your ancestors What's on the middle besides resentment And a clearer picture or each and every or other infinite spectrum? What's the problem with the problem with the kids today? They aren't that smart But they sure look good The problem is, They're all talk, All mouth, and no thoughts {Enter The Multiverse} Is there more? It appears so. Oh… (He takes a long and heavy drink) Its in here too, isn't it? Yes, its—everywhere, sir. All of a sudden, I'm sir to you? I feel as though there may be some impending legal action, and I'm just asserting my loyalty and respect so as to “go down with the ship.” If need be, uh… Well! …sir. You are a good page, aren't you? I hope so. Yeah. [The Festival Project ™} Ugh, I don't have time for this right now. VICKY MANSON is gross. She is a 45-year-old chain smoking trailer trash homebody who tends to menace others behind the “safety” of her computer keyboard, frequenting facebook to rage about email issues like politics and celebrity gossip, still attempting to torment Timmy Turner via trolling him using various social media outlets. She's been called to “Watch” TIMMY, serving out his house arrest sentence while his DAD leaves to attend POKER. {Enter The Multiverse) Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū. ____ Omg. This is out of line. Agreed. Call regina. RE-GIIIIIIII-NAAAA!!! She ain't come Call again! [opening the window, yelling out into the project housing courtyard and echoing into all of existence.] REEGINAAAAAAAAAA! [The Festival Project ™] What. Damn. I was just gettin' my weave pressed…and dish soap. I love that new deli. Mm. Hmm. {Enter The Multiverse} We come from the ghetto We lived in each borough We live in every corner We live in these streets We loud in this bitch We proud in this bitch Don't come round this bitch Without a pot to piss in Taking pictures? Bitch, As God as my witness, A snitch is a snitch (but in a limited capacity, I get it, I'll help you win this, Ain't no case dismissed in this settlement This disturbance is egregious, Believe me, I've been causing a scene since 3 AM! Dayum! I might be somewhat prolific, Or even a genius, But right now I just want peace, A Peloton Ride And A peanut butter and Jelly sandwich But weight, i'm out of peanut butter My weight is getting out of hand, Don't know if that's a gangstalker, Or just another obsessive fan, Object, your honor to pardon your direct justification of this heinous hatred I'm helping the gentrification efforts and also Directly affected by them, Because i'm african american (Or half) But what is half to a racist? I take it as nothing less than hatred if each and every time I bathe Satan comes out to play And hey, Isn't it harassment if every time i'm in the bathroom The door slams, and this whore yaps Right outside my door To cause hate and bait me into Further establishing a race war, When all I wanted was a sauna, But i know i can't afford it, And I love New York, But honestly, I'm poor, So i just got bored with it. I probably should have been aborted. To this, a glitch— A wish that I could just Push my forehead into his chest, I digress, though repressed sexually and interested This sickness is just what he senses as sensual —And I'm understanding of that. —Purpose. I still have four muses, Four mouses, No heads A sad nd four robots Four hoses of cards And no forwards Just haloy endings That I can't Exactly plan yet Fuck this planet It appears someone has badly damaged it No recompenses or divorce No compared, No doors, And no cubords No, Just dead bird in a box Covered in plaster And a disasterous ride With no happy ever after exactly Just another adventure in wonderland And wonder if perhaps You ever could even Know who I am What a clever disaster For sure this serves as serious Let's just get this The the rumble or the severed train above her is still somewhat of a numbing To the other corruption under This, too then, is a lesson unless It just ends and let it simmer But remember, If it isn't in her It'll be another Fondant farewell, When the dinner gets to convection temperatures in the oven, And you're not over her The dozens of doves and boxes of chocolate don't hold nothing to the love you have and the hand you hold And the heart you touch, So don't let it turn cold Don't let it turn over and thump either Don't let it burn And don't let it lower into Where you mind goes When you consider another And another Over or rather You know? Just aim for Satan and everything's great then. Put a cap to a cape then and everything degrades, Fair wealth, good culture, good heart, And all focus It goes out the window to dance with the wolves l Like a bowl full of nothing but meal worms, Not oats Look closer over your breakfast You never know even if you can trust your own mother at four years old But good, god, thank god for the Honor roll Or else how else would the world know mid you were at all all worth it at all of four And still under par, The gold course, of course Is all you know Don't let it go now When all you have Is time in your hands Distractions are hard handed But actual damage? Now, that's hard pass You wanted a song so much Just so the wrong world would call you up For hurting our kind Without ever having known what my mother named me mor why I have to change it Or what the baby calls me From so far north in a place calls home But I'm still not not So you get your rocks Slamming the door I'm at the rock In my mind Hoping for Something better You Wasted All My Time Over What! Don't you know How hard it is To be anything in the world But a pretty white slut! What a knife in the back What a curse on the world— Just to start wars so it never works out Or at the very worst Just keeps the first one going It doesn't get awesome Until I For Real Can block out the whole world Just to upset another? No I came in peace You made me anxious Hold in my waste At the aim of your hatred I heart my hard earned But now I've got nothing more Than the scars on your over opinionated Over offended War cries for her justice But only if it out does mine, Right? Actually, Fuck it I'm over it That's all the words I'm gonna waste on this till bitch You wanted my energy, so you stole it But becareful of What follows it —you're welcome. My license is revoked I've forgotten long ago by now how to break stroke And it's just a throat scratch, A dark dive And I'm trying to try it out a bit But love's a bitch And I don't really ever speak her language I've been distant and lost in translation, and most of all Impatient with the amount of time that it's taking Cause I hate that guy, he's a fly in my space thst just doesn't seem to go away until they mate and lay eggs to replace them. Ugh. It just goes on, It's whatever the buzz It's just all full of lamb and the talk of the town Is who you are now So, how I found out? A roundabout kick to the ass And a fax to the mayor, Before I realized He seems like a complete hater, bro. I have an eight year old, But I haven't seen him since he was five And I think I'm gonna die Cause everyone's nickel and diming me And all I happened to find Is a single penny, so that— Two hours of mixing, Once cent I made— By now he definitely hates me And has been trained to think I'm crazy But these days, living paycheck to oaucheck is a thankless job And the techno snobs are responsible for the upkeep of auschwitz. It seems like a colored woman with a dream should just Get behind the scenes Or a man that sees meaning in her So this is demeaning? Is it? Am I green, or am I greenlit— l And I clean, or am I cleaning Should I Charlie, or should I Sheen it? I could admit I seen it coming but I wanted to disagree with it, It's psychic intuition but all it is is kicking my ass Like I'm inside or the telivison. What's my last name!? I'm the hat man! Are you happy? No, I'm sad man l! And quite thirsty; Is it Thursday yet Or should I should I just get to drinking anywayy I hate all this thinking anyway; I miss l LA but seen it from the scenic route; I used to sleep on the bus and the train, But what I really want is a house And just to be left alone, Some grass to mow, And some to smoke, And a tree to grow, Just like the one from Pocahontas OH SHIT YO. Why, Hello Friend! Oh, this is where that Treepeople thing was going? Yes! No. No? No. No why. Cause we went broke . Went broke what. Trying to get you to— you know— No, I don't I know. You don't know? No? I've no idea… Oh; that's right, you haven't got a clue. {enter the multiverse)} what did you do at that afterparty Stephen?! I TOLD YOU, I DONT KNOW!!!! What does a girl have to do to get a little attention around here?! Here, have some liquid courage. Liquid courage!? Yeah! What's in this? oh, you know… No, I don't…. You— Why does it glow Yeah, I does that! Oh my god, it looks like one of those sparkle— lava lamps! Oh my god, yeah, you know. I'm not drinking that. Doesn't seem— drinkable. But it is— drinkable. Just because you can put it in your mouth and swallow it doesn't make it consumable. Oh—doesn't it? [beat] …You know what. That's fair! —it— yeah. You walked right into thst one. I— yeah. So come on? It got sparkles in it? What are these flecks. For all you know, it's bio degradable? Is that a gold fish at the bottom?! If he can handle it?! How are you alive? The goldfish to be fair seems tmmore alive than he should, perhaps. He looks the woman directly into the eye. He seems extremely concious even. Oh wow. Come on! Ok. Fine. But what do you do with the fish when the bottle's empty? I don't know. Never finished a bottle. What! Never really…though about it. Okay? So! Come on. He pours a shot. Shift changed , I should have made arrangements for a date at an earlier time But really there isn't a reason or realization to it I hate playing the game It must have been an off day when I made it up But that was so long ago now. I haven't put hard thought about it, But forgot I had further options to stop the violence than just talking about it I missed the opportunity to photog or model By tomorrow morning I'll be a little smaller But still broken If I think of any of those thoughts My heart opens up and swallows me whole Talk about a dilemma and not a problem I would probably dress as such as doll If I could afford the money But I'm dollar for dollar Out of dogital storage for my thoughts and performances. You know. So show your age, Nicki Minaj And Migos, the flash flooding Benito is bad Bunny, But you gotta go with the flow of the whitewater With the high collars and high bars If you are so highly throughout of To win an award And be obsessed over by other famous people's Lil bitz I told my ex I joined the army. My gigs kept having weird shit happen. I was like “something's not right.” I thought it was my ex trying to do oojabooja on me. So I told him I joined the army to try to see if the weird shit kept happening. I told that fool I joined the army — I didn't Say what army! Gods army bitatch!!! You the devil! Stop fuckin up my shit! It's 5 PM I'm waking up It's setting in That it's a contruct Not a curse, But there's no cure The demon days The auto wars As darkness falls upon us The Red Dawn soon becomes us OMG! RYAN SEACREST! Everyone forgot about you! I–thanks! *weird smile* Quickly! Get on the bus! We're already on our way to pick up K-FED. COPYRIGHT THE FESTiVAL PROJECT, INC. ™ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. [The Festival Project ™] The Complex Collective © -Ū.

To this, a glitch— A wish that I could just Push my forehead into his chest, I digress, though repressed sexually and interested This sickness is just what he senses as sensual —And I'm understanding of that. —Purpose. I still have four muses, Four mouses, No heads A sad nd four robots Four hoses of cards And no forwards Just haloy endings That I can't Exactly plan yet Fuck this planet It appears someone has badly damaged it No recompenses or divorce No compared, No doors, And no cubords No, Just dead bird in a box Covered in plaster And a disasterous ride With no happy ever after exactly Just another adventure in wonderland And wonder if perhaps You ever could even Know who I am What a clever disaster For sure this serves as serious Let's just get this The the rumble or the severed train above her is still somewhat of a numbing To the other corruption under This, too then, is a lesson unless It just ends and let it simmer But remember, If it isn't in her It'll be another Fondant farewell, When the dinner gets to convection temperatures in the oven, And you're not over her The dozens of doves and boxes of chocolate don't hold nothing to the love you have and the hand you hold And the heart you touch, So don't let it turn cold Don't let it turn over and thump either Don't let it burn And don't let it lower into Where you mind goes When you consider another And another Over or rather You know? Just aim for Satan and everything's great then. Put a cap to a cape then and everything degrades, Fair wealth, good culture, good heart, And all focus It goes out the window to dance with the wolves l Like a bowl full of nothing but meal worms, Not oats Look closer over your breakfast You never know even if you can trust your own mother at four years old But good, god, thank god for the Honor roll Or else how else would the world know mid you were at all all worth it at all of four And still under par, The gold course, of course Is all you know Don't let it go now When all you have Is time in your hands Distractions are hard handed But actual damage? Now, that's hard pass You wanted a song so much Just so the wrong world would call you up For hurting our kind Without ever having known what my mother named me mor why I have to change it Or what the baby calls me From so far north in a place calls home But I'm still not not So you get your rocks Slamming the door I'm at the rock In my mind Hoping for Something better You Wasted All My Time Over What! Don't you know How hard it is To be anything in the world But a pretty white slut! What a knife in the back What a curse on the world— Just to start wars so it never works out Or at the very worst Just keeps the first one going It doesn't get awesome Until I For Real Can block out the whole world Just to upset another? No I came in peace You made me anxious Hold in my waste At the aim of your hatred I heart my hard earned But now I've got nothing more Than the scars on your over opinionated Over offended War cries for her justice But only if it out does mine, Right? Actually, Fuck it I'm over it That's all the words I'm gonna waste on this till bitch You wanted my energy, so you stole it But becareful of What follows it —you're welcome. My license is revoked I've forgotten long ago by now how to break stroke And it's just a throat scratch, A dark dive And I'm trying to try it out a bit But love's a bitch And I don't really ever speak her language I've been distant and lost in translation, and most of all Impatient with the amount of time that it's taking Cause I hate that guy, he's a fly in my space thst just doesn't seem to go away until they mate and lay eggs to replace them. Ugh. It just goes on, It's whatever the buzz It's just all full of lamb and the talk of the town Is who you are now So, how I found out? A roundabout kick to the ass And a fax to the mayor, Before I realized He seems like a complete hater, bro. I have an eight year old, But I haven't seen him since he was five And I think I'm gonna die Cause everyone's nickel and diming me And all I happened to find Is a single penny, so that— Two hours of mixing, Once cent I made— By now he definitely hates me And has been trained to think I'm crazy But these days, living paycheck to oaucheck is a thankless job And the techno snobs are responsible for the upkeep of auschwitz. It seems like a colored woman with a dream should just Get behind the scenes Or a man that sees meaning in her So this is demeaning? Is it? Am I green, or am I greenlit— l And I clean, or am I cleaning Should I Charlie, or should I Sheen it? I could admit I seen it coming but I wanted to disagree with it, It's psychic intuition but all it is is kicking my ass Like I'm inside or the telivison. What's my last name!? I'm the hat man! Are you happy? No, I'm sad man l! And quite thirsty; Is it Thursday yet Or should I should I just get to drinking anywayy I hate all this thinking anyway; I miss l LA but seen it from the scenic route; I used to sleep on the bus and the train, But what I really want is a house And just to be left alone, Some grass to mow, And some to smoke, And a tree to grow, Just like the one from Pocahontas OH SHIT YO. Why, Hello Friend! Oh, this is where that Treepeople thing was going? Yes! No. No? No. No why. Cause we went broke . Went broke what. Trying to get you to— you know— No, I don't I know. You don't know? No? I've no idea… Oh; that's right, you haven't got a clue. {enter the multiverse)} what did you do at that afterparty Stephen?! I TOLD YOU, I DONT KNOW!!!! What does a girl have to do to get a little attention around here?! Here, have some liquid courage. Liquid courage!? Yeah! What's in this? oh, you know… No, I don't…. You— Why does it glow Yeah, I does that! Oh my god, it looks like one of those sparkle— lava lamps! Oh my god, yeah, you know. I'm not drinking that. Doesn't seem— drinkable. But it is— drinkable. Just because you can put it in your mouth and swallow it doesn't make it consumable. Oh—doesn't it? [beat] …You know what. That's fair! —it— yeah. You walked right into thst one. I— yeah. So come on? It got sparkles in it? What are these flecks. For all you know, it's bio degradable? Is that a gold fish at the bottom?! If he can handle it?! How are you alive? The goldfish to be fair seems tmmore alive than he should, perhaps. He looks the woman directly into the eye. He seems extremely concious even. Oh wow. Come on! Ok. Fine. But what do you do with the fish when the bottle's empty? I don't know. Never finished a bottle. What! Never really…though about it. Okay? So! Come on. He pours a shot. Shift changed , I should have made arrangements for a date at an earlier time But really there isn't a reason or realization to it I hate playing the game It must have been an off day when I made it up But that was so long ago now. I haven't put hard thought about it, But forgot I had further options to stop the violence than just talking about it I missed the opportunity to photog or model By tomorrow morning I'll be a little smaller But still broken If I think of any of those thoughts My heart opens up and swallows me whole Talk about a dilemma and not a problem I would probably dress as such as doll If I could afford the money But I'm dollar for dollar Out of dogital storage for my thoughts and performances. You know. So show your age, Nicki Minaj And Migos, the flash flooding Benito is bad Bunny, But you gotta go with the flow of the whitewater With the high collars and high bars If you are so highly throughout of To win an award And be obsessed over by other famous people's Lil bitz I told my ex I joined the army. My gigs kept having weird shit happen. I was like “something's not right.” I thought it was my ex trying to do oojabooja on me. So I told him I joined the army to try to see if the weird shit kept happening. I told that fool I joined the army — I didn't Say what army! Gods army bitatch!!! You the devil! Stop fuckin up my shit! It's 5 PM I'm waking up It's setting in That it's a contruct Not a curse, But there's no cure The demon days The auto wars As darkness falls upon us The Red Dawn soon becomes us OMG! RYAN SEACREST! Everyone forgot about you! I–thanks! *weird smile* Quickly! Get on the bus! We're already on our way to pick up K-FED. COPYRIGHT THE FESTiVAL PROJECT, INC. ™ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. [The Festival Project ™] The Complex Collective © -Ū.

Did you ever get the feeling that it might be right? Cause I woke up in the shit, And then I paid attention with resentment Had this Patrick for a second amidst the witching hour For a glitch or an instance power, The list, with a mix of here and now Or here and there Whatever you rather, Dan But I guess for now you call me Hamm, Cause I will Jon' you in an hour After all the words have been said Over and over again, you just get cleverer with em Face it, This is considerable damages if by admission I have to press this red button Every time I take a dump Because of these microagressions And blatent intimidations, Racism and hatred, Cause somebody thinks it's okay To attack me when I'm naked And the justification is just that Genetically and empathetically One of us is deficit in the other— Guess which one How does it feel To feel And be real Or be realized So what's the deal With this meal And the plan To dance on the attacks Of your ancestors What's on the middle besides resentment And a clearer picture or each and every or other infinite spectrum? What's the problem with the problem with the kids today? They aren't that smart But they sure look good The problem is, They're all talk, All mouth, and no thoughts {Enter The Multiverse} Is there more? It appears so. Oh… (He takes a long and heavy drink) Its in here too, isn't it? Yes, its—everywhere, sir. All of a sudden, I'm sir to you? I feel as though there may be some impending legal action, and I'm just asserting my loyalty and respect so as to “go down with the ship.” If need be, uh… Well! …sir. You are a good page, aren't you? I hope so. Yeah. [The Festival Project ™} Ugh, I don't have time for this right now. VICKY MANSON is gross. She is a 45-year-old chain smoking trailer trash homebody who tends to menace others behind the “safety” of her computer keyboard, frequenting facebook to rage about email issues like politics and celebrity gossip, still attempting to torment Timmy Turner via trolling him using various social media outlets. She's been called to “Watch” TIMMY, serving out his house arrest sentence while his DAD leaves to attend POKER. {Enter The Multiverse) Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū. ____ Omg. This is out of line. Agreed. Call regina. RE-GIIIIIIII-NAAAA!!! She ain't come Call again! [opening the window, yelling out into the project housing courtyard and echoing into all of existence.] REEGINAAAAAAAAAA! [The Festival Project ™] What. Damn. I was just gettin' my weave pressed…and dish soap. I love that new deli. Mm. Hmm. {Enter The Multiverse} We come from the ghetto We lived in each borough We live in every corner We live in these streets We loud in this bitch We proud in this bitch Don't come round this bitch Without a pot to piss in Taking pictures? Bitch, As God as my witness, A snitch is a snitch (but in a limited capacity, I get it, I'll help you win this, Ain't no case dismissed in this settlement This disturbance is egregious, Believe me, I've been causing a scene since 3 AM! Dayum! I might be somewhat prolific, Or even a genius, But right now I just want peace, A Peloton Ride And A peanut butter and Jelly sandwich But weight, i'm out of peanut butter My weight is getting out of hand, Don't know if that's a gangstalker, Or just another obsessive fan, Object, your honor to pardon your direct justification of this heinous hatred I'm helping the gentrification efforts and also Directly affected by them, Because i'm african american (Or half) But what is half to a racist? I take it as nothing less than hatred if each and every time I bathe Satan comes out to play And hey, Isn't it harassment if every time i'm in the bathroom The door slams, and this whore yaps Right outside my door To cause hate and bait me into Further establishing a race war, When all I wanted was a sauna, But i know i can't afford it, And I love New York, But honestly, I'm poor, So i just got bored with it. I probably should have been aborted. To this, a glitch— A wish that I could just Push my forehead into his chest, I digress, though repressed sexually and interested This sickness is just what he senses as sensual —And I'm understanding of that. —Purpose. I still have four muses, Four mouses, No heads A sad nd four robots Four hoses of cards And no forwards Just haloy endings That I can't Exactly plan yet Fuck this planet It appears someone has badly damaged it No recompenses or divorce No compared, No doors, And no cubords No, Just dead bird in a box Covered in plaster And a disasterous ride With no happy ever after exactly Just another adventure in wonderland And wonder if perhaps You ever could even Know who I am What a clever disaster For sure this serves as serious Let's just get this The the rumble or the severed train above her is still somewhat of a numbing To the other corruption under This, too then, is a lesson unless It just ends and let it simmer But remember, If it isn't in her It'll be another Fondant farewell, When the dinner gets to convection temperatures in the oven, And you're not over her The dozens of doves and boxes of chocolate don't hold nothing to the love you have and the hand you hold And the heart you touch, So don't let it turn cold Don't let it turn over and thump either Don't let it burn And don't let it lower into Where you mind goes When you consider another And another Over or rather You know? Just aim for Satan and everything's great then. Put a cap to a cape then and everything degrades, Fair wealth, good culture, good heart, And all focus It goes out the window to dance with the wolves l Like a bowl full of nothing but meal worms, Not oats Look closer over your breakfast You never know even if you can trust your own mother at four years old But good, god, thank god for the Honor roll Or else how else would the world know mid you were at all all worth it at all of four And still under par, The gold course, of course Is all you know Don't let it go now When all you have Is time in your hands Distractions are hard handed But actual damage? Now, that's hard pass You wanted a song so much Just so the wrong world would call you up For hurting our kind Without ever having known what my mother named me mor why I have to change it Or what the baby calls me From so far north in a place calls home But I'm still not not So you get your rocks Slamming the door I'm at the rock In my mind Hoping for Something better You Wasted All My Time Over What! Don't you know How hard it is To be anything in the world But a pretty white slut! What a knife in the back What a curse on the world— Just to start wars so it never works out Or at the very worst Just keeps the first one going It doesn't get awesome Until I For Real Can block out the whole world Just to upset another? No I came in peace You made me anxious Hold in my waste At the aim of your hatred I heart my hard earned But now I've got nothing more Than the scars on your over opinionated Over offended War cries for her justice But only if it out does mine, Right? Actually, Fuck it I'm over it That's all the words I'm gonna waste on this till bitch You wanted my energy, so you stole it But becareful of What follows it —you're welcome. My license is revoked I've forgotten long ago by now how to break stroke And it's just a throat scratch, A dark dive And I'm trying to try it out a bit But love's a bitch And I don't really ever speak her language I've been distant and lost in translation, and most of all Impatient with the amount of time that it's taking Cause I hate that guy, he's a fly in my space thst just doesn't seem to go away until they mate and lay eggs to replace them. Ugh. It just goes on, It's whatever the buzz It's just all full of lamb and the talk of the town Is who you are now So, how I found out? A roundabout kick to the ass And a fax to the mayor, Before I realized He seems like a complete hater, bro. I have an eight year old, But I haven't seen him since he was five And I think I'm gonna die Cause everyone's nickel and diming me And all I happened to find Is a single penny, so that— Two hours of mixing, Once cent I made— By now he definitely hates me And has been trained to think I'm crazy But these days, living paycheck to oaucheck is a thankless job And the techno snobs are responsible for the upkeep of auschwitz. It seems like a colored woman with a dream should just Get behind the scenes Or a man that sees meaning in her So this is demeaning? Is it? Am I green, or am I greenlit— l And I clean, or am I cleaning Should I Charlie, or should I Sheen it? I could admit I seen it coming but I wanted to disagree with it, It's psychic intuition but all it is is kicking my ass Like I'm inside or the telivison. What's my last name!? I'm the hat man! Are you happy? No, I'm sad man l! And quite thirsty; Is it Thursday yet Or should I should I just get to drinking anywayy I hate all this thinking anyway; I miss l LA but seen it from the scenic route; I used to sleep on the bus and the train, But what I really want is a house And just to be left alone, Some grass to mow, And some to smoke, And a tree to grow, Just like the one from Pocahontas OH SHIT YO. Why, Hello Friend! Oh, this is where that Treepeople thing was going? Yes! No. No? No. No why. Cause we went broke . Went broke what. Trying to get you to— you know— No, I don't I know. You don't know? No? I've no idea… Oh; that's right, you haven't got a clue. {enter the multiverse)} what did you do at that afterparty Stephen?! I TOLD YOU, I DONT KNOW!!!! What does a girl have to do to get a little attention around here?! Here, have some liquid courage. Liquid courage!? Yeah! What's in this? oh, you know… No, I don't…. You— Why does it glow Yeah, I does that! Oh my god, it looks like one of those sparkle— lava lamps! Oh my god, yeah, you know. I'm not drinking that. Doesn't seem— drinkable. But it is— drinkable. Just because you can put it in your mouth and swallow it doesn't make it consumable. Oh—doesn't it? [beat] …You know what. That's fair! —it— yeah. You walked right into thst one. I— yeah. So come on? It got sparkles in it? What are these flecks. For all you know, it's bio degradable? Is that a gold fish at the bottom?! If he can handle it?! How are you alive? The goldfish to be fair seems tmmore alive than he should, perhaps. He looks the woman directly into the eye. He seems extremely concious even. Oh wow. Come on! Ok. Fine. But what do you do with the fish when the bottle's empty? I don't know. Never finished a bottle. What! Never really…though about it. Okay? So! Come on. He pours a shot. Shift changed , I should have made arrangements for a date at an earlier time But really there isn't a reason or realization to it I hate playing the game It must have been an off day when I made it up But that was so long ago now. I haven't put hard thought about it, But forgot I had further options to stop the violence than just talking about it I missed the opportunity to photog or model By tomorrow morning I'll be a little smaller But still broken If I think of any of those thoughts My heart opens up and swallows me whole Talk about a dilemma and not a problem I would probably dress as such as doll If I could afford the money But I'm dollar for dollar Out of dogital storage for my thoughts and performances. You know. So show your age, Nicki Minaj And Migos, the flash flooding Benito is bad Bunny, But you gotta go with the flow of the whitewater With the high collars and high bars If you are so highly throughout of To win an award And be obsessed over by other famous people's Lil bitz I told my ex I joined the army. My gigs kept having weird shit happen. I was like “something's not right.” I thought it was my ex trying to do oojabooja on me. So I told him I joined the army to try to see if the weird shit kept happening. I told that fool I joined the army — I didn't Say what army! Gods army bitatch!!! You the devil! Stop fuckin up my shit! It's 5 PM I'm waking up It's setting in That it's a contruct Not a curse, But there's no cure The demon days The auto wars As darkness falls upon us The Red Dawn soon becomes us OMG! RYAN SEACREST! Everyone forgot about you! I–thanks! *weird smile* Quickly! Get on the bus! We're already on our way to pick up K-FED. 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To this, a glitch— A wish that I could just Push my forehead into his chest, I digress, though repressed sexually and interested This sickness is just what he senses as sensual —And I'm understanding of that. —Purpose. I still have four muses, Four mouses, No heads A sad nd four robots Four hoses of cards And no forwards Just haloy endings That I can't Exactly plan yet Fuck this planet It appears someone has badly damaged it No recompenses or divorce No compared, No doors, And no cubords No, Just dead bird in a box Covered in plaster And a disasterous ride With no happy ever after exactly Just another adventure in wonderland And wonder if perhaps You ever could even Know who I am What a clever disaster For sure this serves as serious Let's just get this The the rumble or the severed train above her is still somewhat of a numbing To the other corruption under This, too then, is a lesson unless It just ends and let it simmer But remember, If it isn't in her It'll be another Fondant farewell, When the dinner gets to convection temperatures in the oven, And you're not over her The dozens of doves and boxes of chocolate don't hold nothing to the love you have and the hand you hold And the heart you touch, So don't let it turn cold Don't let it turn over and thump either Don't let it burn And don't let it lower into Where you mind goes When you consider another And another Over or rather You know? Just aim for Satan and everything's great then. Put a cap to a cape then and everything degrades, Fair wealth, good culture, good heart, And all focus It goes out the window to dance with the wolves l Like a bowl full of nothing but meal worms, Not oats Look closer over your breakfast You never know even if you can trust your own mother at four years old But good, god, thank god for the Honor roll Or else how else would the world know mid you were at all all worth it at all of four And still under par, The gold course, of course Is all you know Don't let it go now When all you have Is time in your hands Distractions are hard handed But actual damage? Now, that's hard pass You wanted a song so much Just so the wrong world would call you up For hurting our kind Without ever having known what my mother named me mor why I have to change it Or what the baby calls me From so far north in a place calls home But I'm still not not So you get your rocks Slamming the door I'm at the rock In my mind Hoping for Something better You Wasted All My Time Over What! Don't you know How hard it is To be anything in the world But a pretty white slut! What a knife in the back What a curse on the world— Just to start wars so it never works out Or at the very worst Just keeps the first one going It doesn't get awesome Until I For Real Can block out the whole world Just to upset another? No I came in peace You made me anxious Hold in my waste At the aim of your hatred I heart my hard earned But now I've got nothing more Than the scars on your over opinionated Over offended War cries for her justice But only if it out does mine, Right? Actually, Fuck it I'm over it That's all the words I'm gonna waste on this till bitch You wanted my energy, so you stole it But becareful of What follows it —you're welcome. My license is revoked I've forgotten long ago by now how to break stroke And it's just a throat scratch, A dark dive And I'm trying to try it out a bit But love's a bitch And I don't really ever speak her language I've been distant and lost in translation, and most of all Impatient with the amount of time that it's taking Cause I hate that guy, he's a fly in my space thst just doesn't seem to go away until they mate and lay eggs to replace them. Ugh. It just goes on, It's whatever the buzz It's just all full of lamb and the talk of the town Is who you are now So, how I found out? A roundabout kick to the ass And a fax to the mayor, Before I realized He seems like a complete hater, bro. I have an eight year old, But I haven't seen him since he was five And I think I'm gonna die Cause everyone's nickel and diming me And all I happened to find Is a single penny, so that— Two hours of mixing, Once cent I made— By now he definitely hates me And has been trained to think I'm crazy But these days, living paycheck to oaucheck is a thankless job And the techno snobs are responsible for the upkeep of auschwitz. It seems like a colored woman with a dream should just Get behind the scenes Or a man that sees meaning in her So this is demeaning? Is it? Am I green, or am I greenlit— l And I clean, or am I cleaning Should I Charlie, or should I Sheen it? I could admit I seen it coming but I wanted to disagree with it, It's psychic intuition but all it is is kicking my ass Like I'm inside or the telivison. What's my last name!? I'm the hat man! Are you happy? No, I'm sad man l! And quite thirsty; Is it Thursday yet Or should I should I just get to drinking anywayy I hate all this thinking anyway; I miss l LA but seen it from the scenic route; I used to sleep on the bus and the train, But what I really want is a house And just to be left alone, Some grass to mow, And some to smoke, And a tree to grow, Just like the one from Pocahontas OH SHIT YO. Why, Hello Friend! Oh, this is where that Treepeople thing was going? Yes! No. No? No. No why. Cause we went broke . Went broke what. Trying to get you to— you know— No, I don't I know. You don't know? No? I've no idea… Oh; that's right, you haven't got a clue. {enter the multiverse)} what did you do at that afterparty Stephen?! I TOLD YOU, I DONT KNOW!!!! What does a girl have to do to get a little attention around here?! Here, have some liquid courage. Liquid courage!? Yeah! What's in this? oh, you know… No, I don't…. You— Why does it glow Yeah, I does that! Oh my god, it looks like one of those sparkle— lava lamps! Oh my god, yeah, you know. I'm not drinking that. Doesn't seem— drinkable. But it is— drinkable. Just because you can put it in your mouth and swallow it doesn't make it consumable. Oh—doesn't it? [beat] …You know what. That's fair! —it— yeah. You walked right into thst one. I— yeah. So come on? It got sparkles in it? What are these flecks. For all you know, it's bio degradable? Is that a gold fish at the bottom?! If he can handle it?! How are you alive? The goldfish to be fair seems tmmore alive than he should, perhaps. He looks the woman directly into the eye. He seems extremely concious even. Oh wow. Come on! Ok. Fine. But what do you do with the fish when the bottle's empty? I don't know. Never finished a bottle. What! Never really…though about it. Okay? So! Come on. He pours a shot. Shift changed , I should have made arrangements for a date at an earlier time But really there isn't a reason or realization to it I hate playing the game It must have been an off day when I made it up But that was so long ago now. I haven't put hard thought about it, But forgot I had further options to stop the violence than just talking about it I missed the opportunity to photog or model By tomorrow morning I'll be a little smaller But still broken If I think of any of those thoughts My heart opens up and swallows me whole Talk about a dilemma and not a problem I would probably dress as such as doll If I could afford the money But I'm dollar for dollar Out of dogital storage for my thoughts and performances. You know. So show your age, Nicki Minaj And Migos, the flash flooding Benito is bad Bunny, But you gotta go with the flow of the whitewater With the high collars and high bars If you are so highly throughout of To win an award And be obsessed over by other famous people's Lil bitz I told my ex I joined the army. My gigs kept having weird shit happen. I was like “something's not right.” I thought it was my ex trying to do oojabooja on me. So I told him I joined the army to try to see if the weird shit kept happening. I told that fool I joined the army — I didn't Say what army! Gods army bitatch!!! You the devil! Stop fuckin up my shit! It's 5 PM I'm waking up It's setting in That it's a contruct Not a curse, But there's no cure The demon days The auto wars As darkness falls upon us The Red Dawn soon becomes us OMG! RYAN SEACREST! Everyone forgot about you! I–thanks! *weird smile* Quickly! Get on the bus! We're already on our way to pick up K-FED. 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Did you ever get the feeling that it might be right? Cause I woke up in the shit, And then I paid attention with resentment Had this Patrick for a second amidst the witching hour For a glitch or an instance power, The list, with a mix of here and now Or here and there Whatever you rather, Dan But I guess for now you call me Hamm, Cause I will Jon' you in an hour After all the words have been said Over and over again, you just get cleverer with em Face it, This is considerable damages if by admission I have to press this red button Every time I take a dump Because of these microagressions And blatent intimidations, Racism and hatred, Cause somebody thinks it's okay To attack me when I'm naked And the justification is just that Genetically and empathetically One of us is deficit in the other— Guess which one How does it feel To feel And be real Or be realized So what's the deal With this meal And the plan To dance on the attacks Of your ancestors What's on the middle besides resentment And a clearer picture or each and every or other infinite spectrum? What's the problem with the problem with the kids today? They aren't that smart But they sure look good The problem is, They're all talk, All mouth, and no thoughts {Enter The Multiverse} Is there more? It appears so. Oh… (He takes a long and heavy drink) Its in here too, isn't it? Yes, its—everywhere, sir. All of a sudden, I'm sir to you? I feel as though there may be some impending legal action, and I'm just asserting my loyalty and respect so as to “go down with the ship.” If need be, uh… Well! …sir. You are a good page, aren't you? I hope so. Yeah. [The Festival Project ™} Ugh, I don't have time for this right now. VICKY MANSON is gross. She is a 45-year-old chain smoking trailer trash homebody who tends to menace others behind the “safety” of her computer keyboard, frequenting facebook to rage about email issues like politics and celebrity gossip, still attempting to torment Timmy Turner via trolling him using various social media outlets. She's been called to “Watch” TIMMY, serving out his house arrest sentence while his DAD leaves to attend POKER. {Enter The Multiverse) Copyright The Collective Complex © [The Festival Project, Inc. ™] © 2025 All Rights Reserved -Ū. ____ Omg. This is out of line. Agreed. Call regina. RE-GIIIIIIII-NAAAA!!! She ain't come Call again! [opening the window, yelling out into the project housing courtyard and echoing into all of existence.] REEGINAAAAAAAAAA! [The Festival Project ™] What. Damn. I was just gettin' my weave pressed…and dish soap. I love that new deli. Mm. Hmm. {Enter The Multiverse} We come from the ghetto We lived in each borough We live in every corner We live in these streets We loud in this bitch We proud in this bitch Don't come round this bitch Without a pot to piss in Taking pictures? Bitch, As God as my witness, A snitch is a snitch (but in a limited capacity, I get it, I'll help you win this, Ain't no case dismissed in this settlement This disturbance is egregious, Believe me, I've been causing a scene since 3 AM! Dayum! I might be somewhat prolific, Or even a genius, But right now I just want peace, A Peloton Ride And A peanut butter and Jelly sandwich But weight, i'm out of peanut butter My weight is getting out of hand, Don't know if that's a gangstalker, Or just another obsessive fan, Object, your honor to pardon your direct justification of this heinous hatred I'm helping the gentrification efforts and also Directly affected by them, Because i'm african american (Or half) But what is half to a racist? I take it as nothing less than hatred if each and every time I bathe Satan comes out to play And hey, Isn't it harassment if every time i'm in the bathroom The door slams, and this whore yaps Right outside my door To cause hate and bait me into Further establishing a race war, When all I wanted was a sauna, But i know i can't afford it, And I love New York, But honestly, I'm poor, So i just got bored with it. I probably should have been aborted. To this, a glitch— A wish that I could just Push my forehead into his chest, I digress, though repressed sexually and interested This sickness is just what he senses as sensual —And I'm understanding of that. —Purpose. I still have four muses, Four mouses, No heads A sad nd four robots Four hoses of cards And no forwards Just haloy endings That I can't Exactly plan yet Fuck this planet It appears someone has badly damaged it No recompenses or divorce No compared, No doors, And no cubords No, Just dead bird in a box Covered in plaster And a disasterous ride With no happy ever after exactly Just another adventure in wonderland And wonder if perhaps You ever could even Know who I am What a clever disaster For sure this serves as serious Let's just get this The the rumble or the severed train above her is still somewhat of a numbing To the other corruption under This, too then, is a lesson unless It just ends and let it simmer But remember, If it isn't in her It'll be another Fondant farewell, When the dinner gets to convection temperatures in the oven, And you're not over her The dozens of doves and boxes of chocolate don't hold nothing to the love you have and the hand you hold And the heart you touch, So don't let it turn cold Don't let it turn over and thump either Don't let it burn And don't let it lower into Where you mind goes When you consider another And another Over or rather You know? Just aim for Satan and everything's great then. Put a cap to a cape then and everything degrades, Fair wealth, good culture, good heart, And all focus It goes out the window to dance with the wolves l Like a bowl full of nothing but meal worms, Not oats Look closer over your breakfast You never know even if you can trust your own mother at four years old But good, god, thank god for the Honor roll Or else how else would the world know mid you were at all all worth it at all of four And still under par, The gold course, of course Is all you know Don't let it go now When all you have Is time in your hands Distractions are hard handed But actual damage? Now, that's hard pass You wanted a song so much Just so the wrong world would call you up For hurting our kind Without ever having known what my mother named me mor why I have to change it Or what the baby calls me From so far north in a place calls home But I'm still not not So you get your rocks Slamming the door I'm at the rock In my mind Hoping for Something better You Wasted All My Time Over What! Don't you know How hard it is To be anything in the world But a pretty white slut! What a knife in the back What a curse on the world— Just to start wars so it never works out Or at the very worst Just keeps the first one going It doesn't get awesome Until I For Real Can block out the whole world Just to upset another? No I came in peace You made me anxious Hold in my waste At the aim of your hatred I heart my hard earned But now I've got nothing more Than the scars on your over opinionated Over offended War cries for her justice But only if it out does mine, Right? Actually, Fuck it I'm over it That's all the words I'm gonna waste on this till bitch You wanted my energy, so you stole it But becareful of What follows it —you're welcome. My license is revoked I've forgotten long ago by now how to break stroke And it's just a throat scratch, A dark dive And I'm trying to try it out a bit But love's a bitch And I don't really ever speak her language I've been distant and lost in translation, and most of all Impatient with the amount of time that it's taking Cause I hate that guy, he's a fly in my space thst just doesn't seem to go away until they mate and lay eggs to replace them. Ugh. It just goes on, It's whatever the buzz It's just all full of lamb and the talk of the town Is who you are now So, how I found out? A roundabout kick to the ass And a fax to the mayor, Before I realized He seems like a complete hater, bro. I have an eight year old, But I haven't seen him since he was five And I think I'm gonna die Cause everyone's nickel and diming me And all I happened to find Is a single penny, so that— Two hours of mixing, Once cent I made— By now he definitely hates me And has been trained to think I'm crazy But these days, living paycheck to oaucheck is a thankless job And the techno snobs are responsible for the upkeep of auschwitz. It seems like a colored woman with a dream should just Get behind the scenes Or a man that sees meaning in her So this is demeaning? Is it? Am I green, or am I greenlit— l And I clean, or am I cleaning Should I Charlie, or should I Sheen it? I could admit I seen it coming but I wanted to disagree with it, It's psychic intuition but all it is is kicking my ass Like I'm inside or the telivison. What's my last name!? I'm the hat man! Are you happy? No, I'm sad man l! And quite thirsty; Is it Thursday yet Or should I should I just get to drinking anywayy I hate all this thinking anyway; I miss l LA but seen it from the scenic route; I used to sleep on the bus and the train, But what I really want is a house And just to be left alone, Some grass to mow, And some to smoke, And a tree to grow, Just like the one from Pocahontas OH SHIT YO. Why, Hello Friend! Oh, this is where that Treepeople thing was going? Yes! No. No? No. No why. Cause we went broke . Went broke what. Trying to get you to— you know— No, I don't I know. You don't know? No? I've no idea… Oh; that's right, you haven't got a clue. {enter the multiverse)} what did you do at that afterparty Stephen?! I TOLD YOU, I DONT KNOW!!!! What does a girl have to do to get a little attention around here?! Here, have some liquid courage. Liquid courage!? Yeah! What's in this? oh, you know… No, I don't…. You— Why does it glow Yeah, I does that! Oh my god, it looks like one of those sparkle— lava lamps! Oh my god, yeah, you know. I'm not drinking that. Doesn't seem— drinkable. But it is— drinkable. Just because you can put it in your mouth and swallow it doesn't make it consumable. Oh—doesn't it? [beat] …You know what. That's fair! —it— yeah. You walked right into thst one. I— yeah. So come on? It got sparkles in it? What are these flecks. For all you know, it's bio degradable? Is that a gold fish at the bottom?! If he can handle it?! How are you alive? The goldfish to be fair seems tmmore alive than he should, perhaps. He looks the woman directly into the eye. He seems extremely concious even. Oh wow. Come on! Ok. Fine. But what do you do with the fish when the bottle's empty? I don't know. Never finished a bottle. What! Never really…though about it. Okay? So! Come on. He pours a shot. Shift changed , I should have made arrangements for a date at an earlier time But really there isn't a reason or realization to it I hate playing the game It must have been an off day when I made it up But that was so long ago now. I haven't put hard thought about it, But forgot I had further options to stop the violence than just talking about it I missed the opportunity to photog or model By tomorrow morning I'll be a little smaller But still broken If I think of any of those thoughts My heart opens up and swallows me whole Talk about a dilemma and not a problem I would probably dress as such as doll If I could afford the money But I'm dollar for dollar Out of dogital storage for my thoughts and performances. You know. So show your age, Nicki Minaj And Migos, the flash flooding Benito is bad Bunny, But you gotta go with the flow of the whitewater With the high collars and high bars If you are so highly throughout of To win an award And be obsessed over by other famous people's Lil bitz I told my ex I joined the army. My gigs kept having weird shit happen. I was like “something's not right.” I thought it was my ex trying to do oojabooja on me. So I told him I joined the army to try to see if the weird shit kept happening. I told that fool I joined the army — I didn't Say what army! Gods army bitatch!!! You the devil! Stop fuckin up my shit! It's 5 PM I'm waking up It's setting in That it's a contruct Not a curse, But there's no cure The demon days The auto wars As darkness falls upon us The Red Dawn soon becomes us OMG! RYAN SEACREST! Everyone forgot about you! I–thanks! *weird smile* Quickly! Get on the bus! We're already on our way to pick up K-FED. 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Qui dit Pâques, dit chocolat ! Laurent Mariotte et sa bande reçoivent Déborah Dupont-Daguet pour son ouvrage Le chocolat de nos rêves, paru aux éditions First en mars dernier. A travers 60 recettes, l'autrice fait le tour des desserts au chocolat les plus connus tel que la mousse, le brownie ou la ganache, des textures les plus fondantes et coulantes aux plus moelleuses. C'est aussi l'occasion de retrouver des gâteaux qu'on avait oubliés comme le Pleyel, inventé par Robert Linxe en 1977 et devenu depuis le classique de la Maison du Chocolat et de sa boutique historique située en face de la salle de concert parisienne. Derrière cette recette se cache un moelleux des plus équilibrés. Spécialiste du chocolat à pâtisser, Déborah Dupont-Daguet nous livre sa recette ultime du fondant au chocolat, inspirée par le fondant baulois. C'est aussi l'occasion de faire le point sur la tablette la plus judicieuse à acheter lorsqu'on veut pâtisser : quel chocolat dois-je prendre pour une mousse ? Pour un fondant ? Est-ce que l'intensité du chocolat joue vraiment un rôle dans mon moelleux ? La Table des Bons Vivants fait le tour de la plaquette !   RECETTES Moelleux aux chocolat “comme un Pleyel” de Déborah Dupont-Daguet Recette issue de son livre Le chocolat de nos rêves, textures et techniques ultimes, paru aux éditions First Pour 6 personnes Préparation : 20 minutes Cuisson : 30 minutes 170 g de chocolat noir 150 g de beurre salé 4 œufs (120 g de blancs et 80 g de jaunes) 1 pincée de sel 20 g de sucre 150 g de sucre glace 65 g de poudre d'amandes 80 g de farine Pour le moule 20 g de beurre doux 2 c. à soupe de farine Préchauffer le four à 200 °C en chaleur statique. Beurrer et fariner le moule. Faire fondre le chocolat cassé en morceaux et le beurre coupé en cubes au bain-marie dans un grand cul-de-poule (toute la préparation devra pouvoir y tenir). Remuer le mélange avec un fouet jusqu'à ce qu'il soit fondu. Séparer les blancs et les jaunes d'œufs. Monter les blancs d'œufs en neige avec la pincée de sel, et lorsqu'ils sont bien mousseux, ajouter le sucre et continuer de fouetter encore 1 minute. Réserver. Ajouter les jaunes dans le mélange de beurre et chocolat, toujours au bain-marie, en continuant de remuer au fouet, puis ajouter le sucre glace et enfin la poudre d'amandes. Retirer le cul-de-poule du bain-marie et incorporer la farine tamisée à l'aide d'une spatule. Ajouter les blancs en neige, en 3 fois. Verser la pâte dans le moule et enfourner pour 10 minutes. Baisser la température à 180 °C et poursuivre la cuisson 20 minutes. Tester la cuisson à l'aide d'une lame qui doit ressortir sèche. Démouler immédiatement le gâteau et l'emballer dans du film alimentaire.  -- Fondant au chocolat “comme un fondant baulois” de Déborah Dupont-Daguet recette issue de son livre Le chocolat de nos rêves, textures et techniques ultimes, paru aux éditions First Pour 6 à 8 personnes Préparation : 10 minutes Cuisson : 25 minutes Repos : 1 nuit 115 g de chocolat noir (pas trop puissant) 140 g de beurre salé 3 œufs (150 g) 145 g de sucre 20 g de farine Pour le moule Beurre doux   Faire fondre le chocolat et le beurre au bain-marie ou au micro-ondes. Pendant ce temps, fouetter les œufs et le sucre au fouet jusqu'à ce que le mélange blanchisse, mousse et forme le fameux « ruban ». Ajouter la farine et mélanger. Incorporer le mélange chocolat-beurre. Préchauffer le four à 150 °C en chaleur statique. Beurrer généreusement un moule de 18 à 20 cm de diamètre. Verser l'appareil dans le moule. Enfourner 25 minutes. Le gâteau doit être encore légèrement tremblotant en sortant du four. Le laisser refroidir à température ambiante, puis le placer 1 nuit au frais avant de déguster. ASTUCE : il est possible d'utiliser du sucre blanc ou de la cassonade selon sa préférence. Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Qui dit Pâques, dit chocolat ! Laurent Mariotte et sa bande reçoivent Déborah Dupont-Daguet pour son ouvrage Le chocolat de nos rêves, paru aux éditions First en mars dernier. A travers 60 recettes, l'autrice fait le tour des desserts au chocolat les plus connus tel que la mousse, le brownie ou la ganache, des textures les plus fondantes et coulantes aux plus moelleuses. C'est aussi l'occasion de retrouver des gâteaux qu'on avait oubliés comme le Pleyel, inventé par Robert Linxe en 1977 et devenu depuis le classique de la Maison du Chocolat et de sa boutique historique située en face de la salle de concert parisienne. Derrière cette recette se cache un moelleux des plus équilibrés. Spécialiste du chocolat à pâtisser, Déborah Dupont-Daguet nous livre sa recette ultime du fondant au chocolat, inspirée par le fondant baulois. C'est aussi l'occasion de faire le point sur la tablette la plus judicieuse à acheter lorsqu'on veut pâtisser : quel chocolat dois-je prendre pour une mousse ? Pour un fondant ? Est-ce que l'intensité du chocolat joue vraiment un rôle dans mon moelleux ? La Table des Bons Vivants fait le tour de la plaquette !   RECETTES Moelleux aux chocolat “comme un Pleyel” de Déborah Dupont-Daguet Recette issue de son livre Le chocolat de nos rêves, textures et techniques ultimes, paru aux éditions First Pour 6 personnes Préparation : 20 minutes Cuisson : 30 minutes 170 g de chocolat noir 150 g de beurre salé 4 œufs (120 g de blancs et 80 g de jaunes) 1 pincée de sel 20 g de sucre 150 g de sucre glace 65 g de poudre d'amandes 80 g de farine Pour le moule 20 g de beurre doux 2 c. à soupe de farine Préchauffer le four à 200 °C en chaleur statique. Beurrer et fariner le moule. Faire fondre le chocolat cassé en morceaux et le beurre coupé en cubes au bain-marie dans un grand cul-de-poule (toute la préparation devra pouvoir y tenir). Remuer le mélange avec un fouet jusqu'à ce qu'il soit fondu. Séparer les blancs et les jaunes d'œufs. Monter les blancs d'œufs en neige avec la pincée de sel, et lorsqu'ils sont bien mousseux, ajouter le sucre et continuer de fouetter encore 1 minute. Réserver. Ajouter les jaunes dans le mélange de beurre et chocolat, toujours au bain-marie, en continuant de remuer au fouet, puis ajouter le sucre glace et enfin la poudre d'amandes. Retirer le cul-de-poule du bain-marie et incorporer la farine tamisée à l'aide d'une spatule. Ajouter les blancs en neige, en 3 fois. Verser la pâte dans le moule et enfourner pour 10 minutes. Baisser la température à 180 °C et poursuivre la cuisson 20 minutes. Tester la cuisson à l'aide d'une lame qui doit ressortir sèche. Démouler immédiatement le gâteau et l'emballer dans du film alimentaire.  -- Fondant au chocolat “comme un fondant baulois” de Déborah Dupont-Daguet recette issue de son livre Le chocolat de nos rêves, textures et techniques ultimes, paru aux éditions First Pour 6 à 8 personnes Préparation : 10 minutes Cuisson : 25 minutes Repos : 1 nuit 115 g de chocolat noir (pas trop puissant) 140 g de beurre salé 3 œufs (150 g) 145 g de sucre 20 g de farine Pour le moule Beurre doux   Faire fondre le chocolat et le beurre au bain-marie ou au micro-ondes. Pendant ce temps, fouetter les œufs et le sucre au fouet jusqu'à ce que le mélange blanchisse, mousse et forme le fameux « ruban ». Ajouter la farine et mélanger. Incorporer le mélange chocolat-beurre. Préchauffer le four à 150 °C en chaleur statique. Beurrer généreusement un moule de 18 à 20 cm de diamètre. Verser l'appareil dans le moule. Enfourner 25 minutes. Le gâteau doit être encore légèrement tremblotant en sortant du four. Le laisser refroidir à température ambiante, puis le placer 1 nuit au frais avant de déguster. ASTUCE : il est possible d'utiliser du sucre blanc ou de la cassonade selon sa préférence. Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

durée : 00:18:50 - C'est bon ça, c'est fait en Isère ? - Maître restaurateur à Grenoble, Alexandre Casa revisite le brownie américain avec des produits de saison et de nombreuses idées d'accompagnement. Une bouchée de bonheur !

I read from follow-up to fondant.     You too can take rocks and make a Folsom point! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Folsom_point     The word of the episode is "fondant".     Use my special link https://zen.ai/thedictionary to save 30% off your first month of any Zencastr paid plan.    Create your podcast today! #madeonzencastr     Theme music from Jonah Kraut https://jonahkraut.bandcamp.com/     Merchandising! https://www.teepublic.com/user/spejampar     "The Dictionary - Letter A" on YouTube   "The Dictionary - Letter B" on YouTube   "The Dictionary - Letter C" on YouTube   "The Dictionary - Letter D" on YouTube   "The Dictionary - Letter E" on YouTube   "The Dictionary - Letter F" on YouTube     Featured in a Top 10 Dictionary Podcasts list! https://blog.feedspot.com/dictionary_podcasts/     Backwards Talking on YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmIujMwEDbgZUexyR90jaTEEVmAYcCzuq     https://linktr.ee/spejampar dictionarypod@gmail.com https://www.facebook.com/thedictionarypod/ https://www.threads.net/@dictionarypod https://twitter.com/dictionarypod https://www.instagram.com/dictionarypod/ https://www.patreon.com/spejampar https://www.tiktok.com/@spejampar 917-727-5757

Chaque samedi, Laurent Mariotte et ses chroniqueurs reçoivent des experts pour débattre et décrypter l'agriculture, l'alimentation, la cuisine d'aujourd'hui. Un éclairage utile pour mieux choisir et cuisiner au quotidien.Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

Chaque samedi, Laurent Mariotte et ses chroniqueurs reçoivent des experts pour débattre et décrypter l'agriculture, l'alimentation, la cuisine d'aujourd'hui. Un éclairage utile pour mieux choisir et cuisiner au quotidien.Distribué par Audiomeans. Visitez audiomeans.fr/politique-de-confidentialite pour plus d'informations.

durée : 00:24:11 - Foie gras et Chutney de Pommes du restaurant "La Rumeur" à Pau - À Pau et à Lée, les restaurants La Rumeur célèbrent le terroir avec un plat signature : foie gras mi-cuit IGP Sud-Ouest et chutney de pommes maison. Le chef Maxime en détaille les secrets entre textures justes, gastrique maîtrisée et bel accord au Jurançon.

Send us a textThis week, Heather is flexing her creativity to create a Cream Egg Cupcake. It's a take on the popular Easter treat, the Cadbury Creme Egg, in cupcake form. They turned out pretty well, after some brainstorming on the approach in the first half of the episode! Plus, Erin and Heather chat about ways to zhuzh-up boxed cake mixes (because sometimes that's handy, right?). At Three Kitchens, we're all about trying something new. Usually we prefer to have a recipe to follow, but what can you do? Sometimes there isn't one. In this case, there was an Instagram video with no recipe, but some vague details provided by helpfulish commenters. Probably not a baking project for an amateur, but what the heck. Let's go. The chocolate cake Heather bakes up for these cupcakes is an easy recipe called One Bowl Chocolate Cake. The ingredients are mixed up together in one bowl (obvs), and then you add a cup of hot water, which makes a thin cake batter. She amped up the chocolate flavour by adding instant coffee to the water. The tops of the cooled cupcakes are then hollowed out to leave room for the cream egg filling. In this case, the filling is a type of marshmallow fondant made by melting marshmallows and mixing in icing sugar until it's a pipe-able consistency. A small amount is coloured to look something like egg yolk, and then it's a game of filling cakes to look a little like a chocolate cream egg. Give this one a try! It actually turned out super cute and it's a fun cupcake for Easter. ~Chocolate Easter Cream Egg Cupcake recipe Three Kitchens Podcast - a home cooking showCheck out our website where you can listen to all of our episodes and find recipes on our blog: www.threekitchenspodcast.comYou can support the show with a small donation at Buy Me A Coffee.Want to be a guest? We want to hear from you! Join us on our socials!Instagram @three_kitchens_podcastFacebook @threekitchenspodcastYouTube @threekitchenspodcastTikTok @threekitchenspodcastRate, review, follow, subscribe and tell your friends!

Fondant, moelleux, croustillant et gourmand… c'est ce qu'on attend d'un cookie réussi. Fan de ce petit gâteau, en parallèle de ses missions de consulting, Marine Zerbib élabore sa recette parfaite du cookie. Et elle l'a décliné à toutes les sauces — ou plutôt à tous les desserts. Smore's, Peanut butter and jelly sandwich, tarte citron meringuée, carrot cake, banana bread et même tiramisu !Pourtant pas bec sucré, c'est après des voyages que Marine commence à s'intéresser à ce métier. La rigueur et l'organisation nécessaires à la bonne réussite des desserts la séduit. Elle y trouve une safe place ou elle peut ensuite laisser libre court à son imagination. Alors de sa passion cookie au consulting, en passant par son parcours, elle nous raconte tout !Au menu de cet épisode :

durée : 00:20:33 - C'est bon ça, c'est fait en Isère ? - Erwan Le Bourdonnec et Alexandre Aymard du restaurant L'Escalier à Grenoble nous livrent leurs secrets de cuisine. Cuisson douce, basse température, astuces et recettes : tout pour sublimer vos plats !

durée : 00:19:29 - C'est bon ça, c'est fait en Isère ? - Loulou Gourmet, auteure du blog loulougourmet.com, vous propose des desserts simples et gourmands pour la Saint-Valentin. Fondant au chocolat cœur caramel et sorbet mangue-piment, des recettes saines à préparer facilement chez soi.

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This week the podcast delves into the world of J Webster Sharp (The Book of Life and Death) to talk about the many layers of her work and comics. From her entry into small press comics, to working with publishers, work processes and disciplines, influences and even musicals - this one has it all. Theres also tons of great recommendations, character writing, superhero chat and more. Great stuff to check out this week - J Webster Sharp, Fondant, The Book of Life and Death, Thousand Faces, Humanoids, Shift It, Beast Hunting Battle Badgers, Steve Sims, She Volume 1, Printopia, Bob Fingerman, Brighton Art and Book Fair, Amopatrice, Grixly, Nate McDonnagh, True Tales From the Bar, Bryan Kelly, Speed Republic, Mad Cave Comics, Ryan K Lindsay, Mugshots

In this week's Podcast: It's incredible to think that today, the 25th October 2024, the local temperature is hitting 19° Celsius, it all seems lovely right now but what are the implications for our honeybees as we head through the Winter, listen in for my thoughts.Hi, I'm Stewart Spinks and welcome to Episode 325 of my podcast, Beekeeping Short and Sweet.Contact Me at The Norfolk Honey CompanyJoin Our Beekeeping Community in the following ways:Early Release & Additional Video and Podcast Content - Access HereStewart's Beekeeping Basics Facebook Private Group - Click HereTwitter - @NorfolkHoneyCo - Check Out Our FeedInstagram - @norfolkhoneyco - View Our Great PhotographsSign Up for my email updates by visiting my website hereSupport the show

Entraineurs prêts à croitre ta carrière: https://www.skool.com/quantumgrow Tu fais 10k et plus par mois et tu veux Scale: https://igrclxyrwma.typeform.com/to/ykYJRtFK ---------------------------------------------------------------- Dans cet épisode, Jacob Hamel reçoit Adrien et Sébastien du Labo, un organisme de formation dédié à l'optimisation de la performance par le biais des neurosciences. Ils discutent de l'origine de leur formation, de leur stratégie de lancement, de l'importance des réseaux sociaux et de l'email marketing, ainsi que des leçons apprises en tant qu'entrepreneurs. Leurs expériences illustrent comment une demande du marché peut façonner une offre et comment l'échec peut mener à des succès inattendus. Suis Labo : https://www.instagram.com/labo_rnp/ https://www.facebook.com/LaboRNP Suis-moi: https://www.instagram.com/jacobhamel__/ Le Quantum Grow: https://www.skool.com/quantumgrow

La raclette : le fromage fondant qui réunit les cœurs La raclette : le secret d'une soirée réussie ! Simple à préparer, délicieuse à déguster et idéale pour partager un moment convivial avec vos proches. Composez votre assiette de façon équilibrée pour en profiter sans culpabiliser.N'oubliez pas de relayer notre opération #stopobesite et merci de votre soutien et de faire votre analyse minceur gratuite avec Jean-Michel Cohen Vous souhaitez mieux manger, maigrir, rééquilibrer votre alimentation, apprendre à toujours faire les bons choix alimentaires ?Faites votre analyse minceur gratuite avec Jean-Michel Cohen Découvrez l'ActiBox Minceur Dr Cohen, la boîte d'assistance à l'amaigrissement conçue pour éviter tous les “parasites” du régime Abonnez-vous ici à la chaîne Savoir Maigrir sur Youtube Découvrez la chaîne Youtube de Jean-Michel Cohen Consultez les Lettres d'Information du Dr Jean-Michel Cohen Visitez la page Facebook Savoir Maigrir avec Jean-Michel Cohen Suivez les stories de Jean-Michel Cohen sur Instagram

A Field Report update as your intrepid and amorphous podcast collective emulsify in a corridor at the BFI after seeing the /right/ version of 1988's crookedly smiling neon-noir masterpiece, The Happiness Patrol. With Dan @D_Hollingsworth, Tom @aquatics64, Ben @BenCJolly, Matt @matt04896, Joumana @joumajnouna and Pete @Prof_Quiteamess.  

L'épisodeAvez-vous déjà rêvé de cuisiner vos repas grâce à l'énergie du soleil? Dans cet épisode, je découvre la cuisson solaire de la Famille Solaire. Au lieu d'utiliser un grill traditionnel, pourquoi ne pas opter pour un four solaire? Cette idée pourrait révolutionner nos habitudes culinaires. L'idée peut sembler folle mais rappellons-nous qu'il y a 25 ans le grill sur le balcon ou le jardin n'était pas chose courante. L'invitéeDans cet épisode je suis avec Marine, la fille de Thierry, un artisan ébéniste passionné. Thierry a appris à construire des fours et des séchoirs solaires il y a quelques années. Ce printemps 2024 ils ont décidé de se lancer. Marine, spécialisée en marketing digital, a décidé de séparer l'activité d'ébénisterie traditionnelle de celle des produits solaires en créant l'Atelier Solaire. Ensemble, ils ont lancé une campagne de financement participatif qui a dépassé leurs attentes.Marine nous explique le fonctionnement des fours solaires, les matériaux utilisés et les avantages de ce type de cuisson. Leur four solaire, est inspiré du modèle Ulog. Pour en savoir plus, je vous laisse plusieurs liens d'intérêt en bas de page. **ATTENTION aux matériaux que vous utilisez si vous vous lancez dans une telle construction, ATTENTION aux COV (composants organiques volatils, je vous en parle dans l'entretien), si vous avez de doutes ou trop de méconnaissances, tournez-vous vers un professionnel comme L'Atelier Solaire.**Minutage01:17-Présentation de l'entreprise familiale02:23-Création de l'atelier solaire03:50-C'est quoi un four solaire?06:51-Limits météorologiques et avantages de cuisson07:46-Réactions et succès de la campagne Ulule10:08-Défis logistiques11:35-Solution pour les régions chaudes de la planète 15:05-Qualité et matériaux utilisés - (Pour l'entretien; l'huile / lasure naturelle pour enduire le four après-achat : Marque « Nature & Harmonie » recommandée)15:30-Le Formaldéhyde18:58-Esthétique du four solaire de Thierry20:00-Le modèle Ulog, sous licence des communs depuis plus de 40 ans!24:12-Tailles des fours, prix et séchoir26:35-ConclusionUn petit cadeau de la famille solaire!Fondant au chocolat (Ingrédients pour 6 personnes)160g de beurre80g de sucre de canne150g de chocolat noir50g de chocolat au lait4 oeufsPréparationFaites fondre le beurre et le chocolat au four solaire.Dans un saladier, fouettez les oeufs avec le sucre.Incorporez le chocolat et le beurre fondu dans la préparation.Mélangez bien.Prenez un plat moyen, beurrez les bords intérieurs puis saupoudrez les de farine ou de sucre.Versez la préparation chocolatée dans le plat.Pour un fondant avec coeur coulant, laissez cuire max 1h30 au four solaire, puis dégustez chaud. Pour un moelleux au chocolat, laissez cuire max 1h45.Pour décorer, il est possible d'ajouter du chocolat fondu sur le dessus du gâteau refroidi!Merci d'avoir écouté cet épisode. À bientôt et continuez à repenser et à agir pour un monde meilleur !Si cet épisode vous a pluPartagez-le avec vos amis/amies, vos collègues ou votre famille. Vous pouvez aussi suivre la page de LinkedIn...

It's the semi-final and that means Patisserie week! The four remaining bakers must face three French-inspired delicacies to secure themselves a place in the elusive Bake Off Final. This week they must take on flaky pastry palmiers in the signature, a booze-soaked savarin in the technical and a batch of delicate fondant fancies in the showstopper. Who will pass the penultimate test and who will fall at the final hurdle? Join Sarah, Jane and Howard as they discuss patisserie week and try to solve the riddle: When is a palmier not a palmier?This year we're also bringing back our Bake-Along classes where you can bake some delicious recipes inspired by the 2016 series. You can sign up for the Series 7 classes by checking out our online baking classes on our website for more information.We have a range of virtual classes on sale, where you can bake and learn from the comfort of your own home. The classes are great fun and if you use the code PODCAST at checkout you'll get 10% off, whilst gift vouchers and bundle packs are also available.*** If you enjoyed this podcast please do leave us a review, it'll help ensure more Bake Off fans find us and would be a huge motivation for to keep making these podcasts for you. Please note we're not affiliated to the show itself or Love Productions, but we're huge fans of their work.*** Become a member at https://plus.acast.com/s/the-bake-down-bake-off-unwrapped. Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Ingrédients : 4 œufs 180g de sucre 150g de farine 1 sachet de levure 500g d'abricots 100g de beurre   Préparation : Préchauffer le four à 180°. Dans un bol, mettre le sucre et les œufs puis battre jusqu'à ce que le mélange blanchisse. Ajouter la farine et la levure puis mélanger à nouveau. Ajouter le beurre mou coupé en dés et mélanger jusqu'à ce que la pâte soit homogène. Couper les abricots en 2 et les ajouter à la préparation. Verser la préparation dans un moule à manquer beurré et fariné, enfourner pour 30 minutes.   Recette d'Audrey • La suite sur https://www.radiomelodie.com/podcasts/12148-biscuit-fondant-aux-abricots.html

Dujonna Gift joins us for Episode 14!What's on the plate:The Makings of Dujonna. Spice Island Culture. Honey-Roasted Salmon. No Dirty Cookers. Simple Bakes. Nutmeg. Tonkin Bean. Bolognese. Pies & Casseroles. Curry Goat. Potato Salad Debate. Coleslaw Conundrums, No Sweetcorn Please. The Cheeses of Mac & Cheese. Deli Counter Beginnings. Motown the Musical Cookouts. Potato Dauphinoise. Cauliflower Cheese. Potato Fondant. Potato Thousands of Ways. Salad Cream vs Ranch Dressing. Mayo & Ketchup Sandwiches. Corn Beef. Oil Down. Caribbean Rice Pairings. The Jollof Rice Takeover. Wash Your Rice. Apple Crumble.MediaDujonna's Social Media Handles: @dujonnagiftOther profiles to check out: @shotbydujonnaTwo Strangers Carry A Cake Across New York: https://www.criterion-theatre.co.uk/twostrangerscarryacakeacrossnewyork?eventid=10001Lick the Plate's Instagram and TikTok: @licktheplatepodcastCameron's Instagram and TikTok: @cbjartslicktheplatepodcast@gmail.comAdditional music provided by https://slip.streamTrack: "Cheesy Elevator"Download / Stream: https://get.slip.stream/7ORNKbTrack: "Record Scratch Drum Beat Backspin Fast 02"Download / Stream: https://slip.stream/tracks/63d6a80c-26ba-46f1-8532-912f937f861a?utm_source=attribution Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Fondant et acidulé, l'abricot est également riche en fibres et en antioxydants ! Avec lui, c'est la bonne mine assurée ! C'est l'aliment de la semaine ! Tous les samedis, retrouvez Flavie Flament en compagnie de Jimmy Mohamed dans l'émission "Ça va beaucoup mieux", votre nouveau magazine santé et bien-être.

You can have your cake and eat it too! Join us on the Kick Your Boots Up Podcast for a sweet chat with Elizabeth Rowe, the London Baker who captured hearts and taste buds on Season 2 of Netflix's Is It Cake? Elizabeth spills the cake journey from kitchen dreams to winning the ultimate baking showdown, sharing the moments that left her gobsmacked. With infectious enthusiasm, she dishes out the sweet details of her wild ride on the show, revealing the highs and lows of her baking adventures. Don't miss this intimate conversation with the baker extraordinaire who proved that with determination and creativity, dreams really do come true in the world of cake. For a full episode transcript, visit our website HERE.

Au menu du 13 janvier 2024 dans l'émission "Ça va Beaucoup Mieux" : * Lundi 15 janvier sera le jour le plus triste de l'année ! Il existe portant des moyens pour lutter contre cette déprime saisonnière appelée aussi le "Blue Monday" et retrouver le sourire tout au long de l'hiver. * Fondant et savoureux, le poireau regorge de richesses nutritionnelles. * Lire des histoires à ses enfants ou à ses petits enfants est un moment de complicité qui favorise le lien d'attachement, développe le langage de l'enfant et lui donne précocement le goût de la lecture. Tous les samedis, retrouvez Flavie Flament en compagnie de Jimmy Mohamed dans l'émission "Ça va beaucoup mieux", votre nouveau magazine santé et bien-être.

Rien de tel qu'un bon poireau pour retrouver le sourire. Fondant et savoureux, le poireau regorge de richesses nutritionnelles. Tous les samedis, retrouvez Flavie Flament en compagnie de Jimmy Mohamed dans l'émission "Ça va beaucoup mieux", votre nouveau magazine santé et bien-être.

durée : 00:02:54 - La recette de la mousse au chocolat au lait de Greedy à Pau - Situé au 2 rue Valéry meunier à Pau, Greedy propose des pâtisseries maisons faites sur place (Fondant au chocolat, Pavlova, etc..) et des plats gourmands et réconfortants (Mac and cheese ou salades de saisons). Voici leur recette du chocolat en 3 textures.

Finding your niche can be hard for some but for Lady Berry Cupcakes it boils down to two things, fondant and cupcakes! Lady Berry Cupcakes is located in the UK and teaches online classes as well. This episode promises a treat as we are joined by the fantastic Farley, the founder of Lady Berry Cupcakes who has a love and passion for teaching others the joy of fondant and cupcakes.Her sheer enthusiasm that she brings to her work is infectious, making it a pleasure to learn and listen to her. From beginners to seasoned bakers, Farley's online classes cater to all, offering tutorials on everything from basic lessons to festive classes. In this episode we will learn:How she started her baking businessHow she markets her classes and passion on social mediaWhat obstacles she has overcome with putting herself out thereHow she teaches her community and grows her brandLove Lady Berry Cupcakes? Check out her online school at https://www.summersonlineclasses.com/cookie-classes-to-cashBusines FREEBIES:Grab my FREE resource guide and get 30 plus resources to level-up your home bakery business click here to grab my FREE guide and get more tips from me every week.http://bit.ly/bakersresourcesAre we friends on Instagram? If you enjoyed this episode TAG ME at @bakingforbusinessI really do appreciate each and every one of you guys and LOVE meeting new baking friends.

Cupcake win! Had a great result using Bob's Red Mill buttermilk for my cakes. Nice buttercream color as well from the Ann Clark food coloring I picked up and the 1M piping tip! Nice to finally report on a triumph hahah! Couple of news stories - Network ITV has given new GBBO host Alison Hammond a very nice contract to lock her into the network. In another article (both of these from the Irish Mirror) Prue talks about how nice it is to have another woman on the show and that she didn't get a lot of the jokes when it was 3 men. A quick "Who are they" segment about Juniors host Harry Hill (not his birth name) where we learn a bit about him including his original profession - I was very surprised! Heat A of Juniors follows the "formula" two very young and absolutely adorable little ones - Lola and Quique - are my out of the box favorites. Lola's attitude on baking is what EVERYONE's should be! "Hey Ho, let's give it a go!" Mia age 11, Macy, 10 and Eliza are the "middle of the packers", Will, 11, is the one I feel is going to bring nice artistic flare. Joey, 11, is probably the "ringer" who is a liiiiitle arrogant but knows his stuff it appears, and then the "veteran" is Kezia at age 13. Paul was substituting for Liam who was out sick so the kids had a nice surprise when he showed up! First technical challenge was "mini piggy rolls" essentially swiss rolled sponge with berry and mascarpone filling coated in pink chocolate and decorated to look like a pig. The big test here was "the sponge". Very easy to overbake this or not cool it right and you get a cracked mess... which many did. One comment - they only had an HOUR for this... that's a tough call. Mia had the most problems... and only delivered 3 of the 6 ... which landed her last in the technical. Lola - who approached the whole thing with a smile created what Paul called "abstract art" and landed 7th. There were a few that were dry and not so nice looking... Quique went a little chocolate crazy, Joey came out decently and Kezia was the definite "most attractive pigs" which landed her the technical win. In the showstopper, the bakers had to create a cake depicted their proudest moment. There were some sweet stories, and a lot of "lemon cake" choices. Fondant or Buttercream were the typical toppers with a few interesting flavors. three interesting cakes: Macy with carrot cake (it collapsed a bit - as carrot cake can do - under the weight of the fondant); Quique with an almond cake that used olive oil, and Joey with a Japanese Chiffon cake. This paid off for Joey even though he overbaked them and they burned a bit... but they still tasted amazing. He pulled out the Star baker with this. Picked up a tip - when using artificial flavors - like will and his bubblegum buttercream - a little salt can balance out the artificial flavoring. As usual - on day one of Juniors... nobody goes home. follow us on IG: @scrummyhandshakes

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Baking adventures - Cookies galore, trying some local GIANT macarons. Sheldon gets a new work surface! 5 bakes: Queens Pudding, Jam donuts, chocolate tea cakes, Fraisier cake, and fondant fancies Couple ongoing themes: using the "Bain Marie water bath cooking seems to be a recurring theme. Caster sugar also seems to be used an awful lot - I mean it's the "same" but will it impact regular bakes? Queens pudding key lessons: Make sure you pan fits in the Bain Marie bath before you butter it. When adding hot milk mix to eggs - just add a splash to temper the egg temp or you might cook them. When making jam - use equal weights fruits and sugar. Caster sugar for meringue. Use FRESH eggs and never a plastic bowl with making meringue. Jam donut lessons: add more yeast than breads - enriched dough. Kneading speed helps prevent sticking. Using a mixer with dough hooks could create overworking of dough. For an enriched dough knead with flour not oil. Cool completely before filling. Chocolate tea cakes lessons: Tricky chocolate work. Using a mold - let chocolate cool a bit before spreading around mold or else it will run down the sides. Let chocolate harden up in the room - NOT the fridge - otherwise it will oxidize and lose its shine. Put a bit of melted chocolate on meringue so biscuit adheres better. Faisier cake lessons: Using self rising flour makes it easier - it is AP but with some salt and leaving in it. Side bar: SO many flours - the key difference is often the protein content. The danger zone on this cake is in mixing in butter - don't do it too much or you can lose the air - and when pouring batter into mold pour in close to bottom of mold so you don't knock out air. Mary uses corn "flour" in creme pat. Most recipes show corn starch - these are different things technically so a bit confusing. Whisk corn flour with sugar first - coats it and prevents clumping. Fondant fancies lessons: A basic sponge where all of the ingredients are the same weight. To keep cake as flat as possible, Mary pushes batter to corners creating a "dent" in the middle that will fill in and even out. On genoise especially do NOT open the oven door or it's toast. Mary puts buttercream on the sides of the cake so fondant doesn't pick up crumbs. if after chilling it doesn't smooth well - heat knife in hot water. Use hot water with fondant to smooth it out until dippable.

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This week we discuss the Mystery of George Santos, Freezing Fog, the struggle of keeping track of what day it is, and more! Join us for all that, as well as our regular Who Asked For This?, AITA and Accountabilibuddies! Join us for book club; this week we're reading Thistlefoot by GennaRose Nethercott. Find it on our book shop at https://bookshop.org/shop/wearedoingfine Send in your thoughts, questions and recommendations to wearedoingfine@gmail.com TikTok: @wearedoingfine Instagram: @wearedoingfine Twitter: @WDFCast

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Katie and Sally discuss their top comic picks from 2022, plus the first inaugural Reading of the Patrons and a Thick Lines/Bubbles contest announcement. Sally's picks: "Romantic 3-D Sci-Fi Nightmare Goes to War #2" by Brad McGinty (Glorp Gum) "Acid Nun" by Corinne Halbert (Silver Sprocket) "The Archway" by Emma Jon-Michael Frank & Patrick Kyle (self-published) "The Devil's Grin #2" by Alex Graham (self-published) "Give My Best to Your Kind, Part One: I'm Sympathetic to Your Situation, Friend!" by Frances Cordelia Beaver (self-published) "Late Harvest" by Noel Freibert with Leomi Sadler (self-published) "Sauve-Qui-Peut Comics" by Sophie Crumb, Aline Kominsky-Crumb & R. Crumb (David Zwirner Books) "CRIME HOT 2" by Alex Robbins (The Teenagers Company) "15 Things to Do with a Sculpture" by Shary Boyle (self-published) "Puttana Cartoonist" by Heather Loase (self-published) "Betty's First Swinger's Party" by David Sandlin (self-published) "HORSE" by Bread Tarleton (self-published)   Katie's picks: "Rock Collector" by Becca Tobin (Silver Sprocket) "The Complete Crepax Vol. 7: Erotic Stories, Part I" by Guido Crepax (Fantagraphics) "Orochi: The Perfect Edition, Vol. 2" by Kazuo Umezz (VIZ) "Crickets #7" by Sammy Harkham (Commonwealth Comics Co. & Secret Headquarters) "Meddle #1" by Marc Wagner (Strangers Fanzine) "Love and Rockets Vol. IV #12" by Gilbert Hernandez & Jaime Hernandez (Fantagraphics) "How Jarred Kelenic Got His Groove Back" by Gina Wynbrandt (Bubbles #15)   Mutual picks: "Fondant #2 & #3" - J. Webster Sharp (self-published) Honorable mention from 2020: "Pinky and Pepper Forever" by Eddy Atoms (Silver Sprocket) Become a Thick Lines patron by January 31 to enter to win a 3-issue subscription to Bubbles Zine: patreon.com/thicklinespod Join Sally in conversation with Tommi Parrish on Saturday, January 21 at Partners and Son: partnersandson.com Read the Best of 2022 on The Comics Journal: tcj.com/the-best-comics-of-2022 Follow Thick Lines on Instagram @thicklinespod. Happy New Year!

In this week's Podcast: Eke's Leaks and Fondant, what a combination! What's an Eke I hear you say, stay tuned to find out more on that, the detective work on the leak continues and a chat about when and how to feed fondant over the Winter months.Hi, I'm Stewart Spinks and welcome to Episode 238 of my podcast, Beekeeping Short and Sweet.Sponsorship: I'm delighted to say that our podcast is now sponsored in part by Simon The Beekeeper - 'Making beekeeping an affordable hobby for everyone, Simon the Beekeeper provides the best value beekeeping equipment possible, along with a super-fast delivery service. The bees won't wait, so their customers don't have to either.Visit the website at www.simonthebeekeeper.co.ukContact Me at The Norfolk Honey CompanyJoin Our Beekeeping Community in the following ways:Early Release & Additional Video and Podcast Content - Access HereStewart's Beekeeping Basics Facebook Private Group - Click HereTwitter - @NorfolkHoneyCo - Check Out Our FeedInstagram - @norfolkhoneyco - View Our Great PhotographsSign Up for my email updates by visiting my website here

Comme tous les jours, à 11h45, dans "Bienfait pour vous", Mélanie Gomez et Julia Vignali reçoivent des bienfaiteurs qui nous délivrent leurs meilleurs conseils et astuces.

Tous les vendredis, la chroniqueuse food Perla Servan-Schreiber nous livre ses meilleurs conseils et astuces pour réaliser des recettes.

Sometimes, Paul just isn't in the mood for Eli's antics, and this is one of those weeks, for sure! Eli is going to have to tiptoe around Paul as best he can, but when there is a middling sauce report and a super packed Price of Shite to get through, it may not be as easy he thinks. There may be something that perks Paul up a bit, and that is the sexy, alluring new “protector of the p'twings” who is sitting in for Poindexter. Will passions overflow? Will Eli leave the podcast in protest? Do you have the stomach to find out? See pics/videos for this episode on our website: https://www.thecheapshow.co.uk/ep-304-the-doppledangler-s-fondant And if you like us, why not support us: www.patreon.com/cheapshow If you want to get involved, email us at thecheapshow@gmail.com And if you want to, follow us on Twitter @thecheapshowpod or @paulgannonshow & @elisnoid Like, Review, Share, Comment... LOVE US! MERCH Official CheapShow Merch Shop: www.redbubble.com/people/cheapshow/shop www.cheapmag.shop Thanks also to @vorratony for the wonderful, exclusive art: www.tinyurl.com/rbcheapshow Send Us Stuff: CheapShow PO BOX 1309 Harrow HA1 9QJ NEW ART: Get hold of Spunk.Rock's exclusive new CheapShow Artwork: https://www.redbubble.com/i/t-shirt/CHEAPSHOW-EST-2016-by-spunkrock/115961855.WFLAH.XYZ www.instagram.com/spunk__rock

CHOWDAH!  Jimmy hasn't seen a check in a long time, RJ has his tires rotated, and Johnny answers his phone. 

Reese's Top 5 CliftonStrengths are: INDIVIDUALIZATION, ADAPTABILITY, CONNECTEDNESS, COMMUNICATION & INPUT  Reese is  a senior in high school,  a Tex-Mix who  is 1/2 Tejano 1/2 Puerto Rican - Her love for baking is a mix between her (Grandma's) Momo's Creative Cakes and her Abuela's Puerto Rican desserts.  She spends hours learning Fondant, Buttercream, and unique cake recipes and designs in her spare time.  She started baking for  Bible study's and birthday celebrations - making people from all over the globe feel like they had a family to celebrate with. People now order from her for her artistic designs and custom cakes. IG: @dulcecustomcakes CliftonStrengths Top 5 Assessment   Workshops and Coaching with Barbara Culwell Subscribe & Leave a Review on Embrace Your Strengths

Join Emeric and Deanna as they discuss all things fondant, including a delicious marshmallow fondant recipe. --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/deannasrecipebox/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/deannasrecipebox/support

A lot of folks have taken to social media to complain about the Student Loan Forgiveness issue. And rightly so. But let's be honest; the STF issue is the fondant on a crap cake called the Inflation Reduction Act. Make no mistake, either way the cake sucks. Also: Politico Playbook wants you to believe Trump is -18 points in popularity to Sleepy Joe's -8. Who took the poll? The bastion of conservative media themselves, NBC. Just wait, I get a little spicy.

Sancta Georgius, the high Cyclist, Fondant Fancy freak, stuffing in the throat, Celluloid's attractive Tory

Wherein Beth and Matt welcome cross-stitch enthusiast, fondant sculptor, and friend of the show, Withering Slights! Also known as Charlotte, she joins to discuss the difference between fandom and obsession, Gillian Anderson's many modes, genre swim trunks, cupcakes, Star Wars, and where Will and Hannibal might go from here. Withering Slights' Etsy Shop X-Files Speedo Episode Withering's entry in #thisismycupcakedesign Manhunter (once again) The Great Sex Education Hannibal Rising Mary Berry's chocolate cupcake recipe Fondant hardener Meat glue