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The team weighs in definitively on the question, Is Everyone Creative? They share with us some key ways to get your creative juices flowing and move past blockages, and point to creative outlets you may not have considered.The Families Speak team is comprised of mothers and fathers on a journey with an addicted loved one. These family members have encountered the same struggles as anyone else with substance use in the family, but the journey they've embarked on is exceptional. They generously share their experience and tools with us, along with their ongoing challenges.One Families Speak family member recently referred to Allies in Recovery as “the Bible of Healing Ourselves.” VisitAllies in Recovery today and see why.⁠Suzanne Jarvie on spotify⁠ Song featured on part 2: "You Shall Not Pass"

YOU SHALL NOT Pass up this Déjà Vu episode! Jake and Tony head back into the Mines of Moria to dig up this GBA tactics game. We also talk about Marvel Rivals, Balloons Tower Defense 6 - Rogue Legends, Bomb Rush Cyber Funk, and Monster Hunter Wilds. Check out this new music from friend of the show Michael! https://open.spotify.com/track/0iNqTBdz5TswBoBULQE2BF?si=t4cEM9t3TLKw5ow-tBjnRAGot a game suggestion? Reach out to us via Email or Twitch! Email: heyilikethatgame@gmail.com⁠Twitch: ⁠⁠⁠twitch.tv/heyilikethatgame⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Heyilikethatgame.rocks⁠ #propagatethepod

Is it too early to order a fish sandwich? If so, tuck in for another episode of the next best thing, YOUR Brothers in Arms! Tonight, Greg discovers ‘Oh, I've got chocolate,' I'm Mary Poppins y'all, its my birth month, I got goat-roped, brass trash or any live ammunition, herding cats with guns, the base is the size of Rhode Island, don't touch the buffalo, engage your personal fart filter, prestidigitation, submit to the board for review, YOU SHALL NOT PASS, embedded mental health technician, wickets in crickets, SMILE *ching*, the door will rattle and fling wide open, just send it, logitudaly hand chop, we don't want to see Ronald, pulled flowers out of his bellybutton, listen to us at 1.5 speed, burnt toast, kumbaya'll, ‘feeling frisky? eat a Betty, too,' and a few Dad jokes that originated with the first Dad. All this and a few chances to sing along on this week's episode of Brothers in Arms!   Where you can reach us: YouTube: BrothersinArmsPodcast Instagram: Yourbrothersinarmspodcast Twitter: @YourBIAPodcast Gmail: yourbrothersinarmspodcast@gmail.com Twitch: Twitch.tv/brothersinarmspodcast (schedule varies due to life) Website: https://brothersinarms.podbean.com 

The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring Full Movie Reaction Watch Along: https://www.patreon.com/thereelrejects Follow Us On Socials:  Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/reelrejects/  Tik-Tok: https://www.tiktok.com/@thereelrejects?lang=en Twitter: https://x.com/thereelrejects Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/TheReelRejects/ The Saga BEGINS as Roxy Striar & Tara Erickson embark on one of the most landmark cinematic and literary epics, giving their FIRST TIME Reaction, Commentary, Analysis, Breakdown, & Full Movie Spoiler Review for the first film in the trilogy - adapted from the works of J.R.R. Tolkien and directed by Peter Jackson (King Kong, Dead Alive, The Hobbit)! Fellowship of the Ring introduces us to Elijah Wood as Frodo Baggins, Ian McKellen as Gandalf the Grey, Viggo Mortensen as Strider / Aragron, Sean Astin as Samwise Gamgee, Andy Serkis as Gollum / Smeagol, Hugo Weaving as Elrond, Orlando Bloom as Legolas, John Rhys-Davies as Gimli, Dominic Monaghan & Billy Boyd as Merry & Pippin, Sean Bean as Boromir, Cate Blanchett as Galadriel, Ian Holm as Bilbo Baggins, Liv Tyler as Arwen, Christopher Lee as Saruman the White, & MORE!! Roxy and Tara REACT To all the Best Scenes & Most EPIC Moments including the Fellowship Assembles Scene, You Shall Not Pass! Scene, Arwen Rescues Frodo Scene, Gandalf vs. Saruman Scene, The Cave Troll Scene, Bilbo Disappears Scene, Sam Goes With Frodo Scene, & Beyond! Follow Roxy Striar YouTube:https://www.youtube.com/@TheWhirlGirls Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/roxystriar/?hl=en Twitter:  https://twitter.com/roxystriar Follow Tara Erickson: Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/@TaraErickson Instagram:  https://www.instagram.com/taraerickson/ Twitter:  https://twitter.com/thetaraerickson Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Emergency broadcast with Micheal Basham of Fringe Radio Network, Spirit Wars and Strange O'clock podcast. This a Warning to Small towns and Large Citys.. the enemy has a playbook for our Country.. And as i stand in the gap i yell out "YOU SHALL NOT PASS" !! please share this one! Podcasts New website! Link here ⁠https://www.mms.agavaa.com/⁠Please leave me a 5-star review on your favorite podcast app/ catcher, whichever Youse listen on. Venmo - @Rodney-Smith-368 Cash app - $Rodsworth77 Or join by monthly donations on --- Support this podcast: https:// ⁠podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/rodney_-jay/support⁠ - Music from Uppbeat:Free Music For YouTube Videos & Creators •UppbeatLicense code: PFREJYBLQKUZTMDH Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/rodney-jay/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/rodney-jay/support--- --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/rodney-jay/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/rodney-jay/support

On today's slightly delayed enstallment of The Disinformed Podcast, the crew delve too greedily into Doc's Date Of Conception day and awaken the Balrog that is Schwarzenegger references and Jesse Ventura quotes. Shane shouts "You Shall Not Pass!" to his pants during a tale at his work, and Doc continues to spin his yarn about the man, the myth, and the legend known as Old Captain Pottymouth, Smedley Butler, from his involvement in WWI to his eventual "firing" as Philly's King of Law and Order. So come and take a seat as we learn the million nicknames of Old Gimlet Eye, and hey, you might learn a thing or two!You can find us wherever you care to find us, or you can just as easily click on this link:https://linktr.ee/disinformedpodcast Sources available on request!Outro:Semi-Funk by Kevin MacLeodLink: https://filmmusic.io/song/4333-semi-funkLicense: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0 Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

EDNA [So], how is Hanzel, [Dear]? GRETL Oh, you know… EDNA I don't know...s'why I ask. GRETL Same, as usual. EDNA What is “usual?” GRETL He's so broken. EDNA **tsk-tsk* [shaking her head, sipping tea] GRETL —wvich is fine— EDNA Good for you. GRETL Yes, it is—but still—almost sad. EDNA [shrugs] Almost. GRETL [shrugs, sips tea in unison with edna] EDNA Would you like another? GRETL Sure, why not? EDNA [she pours another mug] GRETL Wvat is this? EDNA It's just coffee. GRETL Are you sure? EDNA … GRETL … EDNA …. —- AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HIIIIIYYYYYAAAAAHHHH STAY DOWN, BITCH. YES, I WIN. don't get up. GET BACK UP. seriously, don't move. GET UP, BITCH! no, you don— BLACKOUT. Ooohh. Kick to the face. That was to the neck. Neck/face— ‍♀️ There's a difference. S/he has a short neck. X.X The famed Edna Mode (The Incredibles) becomes excruciatingly angry after learning that SupaCree has altered the “supa suit” she designed for her—by adding a cape. I wish i was pretty Tim admitted that might be the last wish he grants me this century; Wanna make history... but now I make dollars for callers, I'm all in my misery Misery: Listen to me! I didn't mean to see something in Sonny nobody should see And this shit'll make history; Guess i'm blessed, Now he's dead to me “Bless you” I said, As I sneezed when they cut off my- ... Now I live on a silver platter, I splatted: my hat's on the pavement Must be something ‘bout Asians, Cause every time I say ‘Amen' when I'm praying for Sonny, or Kayla Lauren, or whoever this demented demon that's chasing me-- Satan asks for a payment, and says “Hey! Now, a pop quiz in Mandaran, Learn to speak Spanish, fast, if you can, Cause american ignorance, laziness, complacency and impatience Is ending this country.” --It's ending this country, And the reason why I'm homeless is I decided to run for president and run from him at the same time, And then nobody wanted me Nobody wanted to see the things I would preach about, If they let me out, Of these restraints now; I'm not havin a cow or nothing, I mean i'm lactating, wait; Did he throw my 8 week baby at our other baby, Just to punch me? Broke it off with Sonny a decade later for throwing a Grammy Award at me; Literally and Action Figuratively Hasn't happened yet, But all of the future history I remember is vivid to me So he has to be Evil, I think To claim that he loves me all these infinite ways and dimensions, And then throw a demon instagram basic bitch at me Now she's the reason I bleed and can't eat for a week-- I'm tired of being Jesus, but he's still on his leave, and I'd probably be laughing if I wasn't magnetically attracted to half of the Industry's greatest I hate myself, I hate Dillon Francis and I hate him, But only ‘cause I can't make it to the banquet. I burned the sweater he gave me and left the blanket with my ex, I was stressed, yes, Left my luggage in Boston just to get to Dillon Francis at XS in Vegas and Write this: “WHY GOD!?!? WHY DILLON FRANCIS?!” Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. AHHHGGG (Eggageratedly disgusted sigh) (busted) --WHAT? YOU WENT TO DILLON FRANCIS LAND--WITHOUT ME. Nooo...I didn't. YOU DID, and you had a GOOD TIME. It's always a good time... AGH-- AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! [One attacks, the other runs.] {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

EDNA [So], how is Hanzel, [Dear]? GRETL Oh, you know… EDNA I don't know...s'why I ask. GRETL Same, as usual. EDNA What is “usual?” GRETL He's so broken. EDNA **tsk-tsk* [shaking her head, sipping tea] GRETL —wvich is fine— EDNA Good for you. GRETL Yes, it is—but still—almost sad. EDNA [shrugs] Almost. GRETL [shrugs, sips tea in unison with edna] EDNA Would you like another? GRETL Sure, why not? EDNA [she pours another mug] GRETL Wvat is this? EDNA It's just coffee. GRETL Are you sure? EDNA … GRETL … EDNA …. —- AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HIIIIIYYYYYAAAAAHHHH STAY DOWN, BITCH. YES, I WIN. don't get up. GET BACK UP. seriously, don't move. GET UP, BITCH! no, you don— BLACKOUT. Ooohh. Kick to the face. That was to the neck. Neck/face— ‍♀️ There's a difference. S/he has a short neck. X.X The famed Edna Mode (The Incredibles) becomes excruciatingly angry after learning that SupaCree has altered the “supa suit” she designed for her—by adding a cape. I wish i was pretty Tim admitted that might be the last wish he grants me this century; Wanna make history... but now I make dollars for callers, I'm all in my misery Misery: Listen to me! I didn't mean to see something in Sonny nobody should see And this shit'll make history; Guess i'm blessed, Now he's dead to me “Bless you” I said, As I sneezed when they cut off my- ... Now I live on a silver platter, I splatted: my hat's on the pavement Must be something ‘bout Asians, Cause every time I say ‘Amen' when I'm praying for Sonny, or Kayla Lauren, or whoever this demented demon that's chasing me-- Satan asks for a payment, and says “Hey! Now, a pop quiz in Mandaran, Learn to speak Spanish, fast, if you can, Cause american ignorance, laziness, complacency and impatience Is ending this country.” --It's ending this country, And the reason why I'm homeless is I decided to run for president and run from him at the same time, And then nobody wanted me Nobody wanted to see the things I would preach about, If they let me out, Of these restraints now; I'm not havin a cow or nothing, I mean i'm lactating, wait; Did he throw my 8 week baby at our other baby, Just to punch me? Broke it off with Sonny a decade later for throwing a Grammy Award at me; Literally and Action Figuratively Hasn't happened yet, But all of the future history I remember is vivid to me So he has to be Evil, I think To claim that he loves me all these infinite ways and dimensions, And then throw a demon instagram basic bitch at me Now she's the reason I bleed and can't eat for a week-- I'm tired of being Jesus, but he's still on his leave, and I'd probably be laughing if I wasn't magnetically attracted to half of the Industry's greatest I hate myself, I hate Dillon Francis and I hate him, But only ‘cause I can't make it to the banquet. I burned the sweater he gave me and left the blanket with my ex, I was stressed, yes, Left my luggage in Boston just to get to Dillon Francis at XS in Vegas and Write this: “WHY GOD!?!? WHY DILLON FRANCIS?!” Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. AHHHGGG (Eggageratedly disgusted sigh) (busted) --WHAT? YOU WENT TO DILLON FRANCIS LAND--WITHOUT ME. Nooo...I didn't. YOU DID, and you had a GOOD TIME. It's always a good time... AGH-- AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! [One attacks, the other runs.] {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U. Z so

EDNA [So], how is Hanzel, [Dear]? GRETL Oh, you know… EDNA I don't know...s'why I ask. GRETL Same, as usual. EDNA What is “usual?” GRETL He's so broken. EDNA **tsk-tsk* [shaking her head, sipping tea] GRETL —wvich is fine— EDNA Good for you. GRETL Yes, it is—but still—almost sad. EDNA [shrugs] Almost. GRETL [shrugs, sips tea in unison with edna] EDNA Would you like another? GRETL Sure, why not? EDNA [she pours another mug] GRETL Wvat is this? EDNA It's just coffee. GRETL Are you sure? EDNA … GRETL … EDNA …. —- AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH YAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH HIIIIIYYYYYAAAAAHHHH STAY DOWN, BITCH. YES, I WIN. don't get up. GET BACK UP. seriously, don't move. GET UP, BITCH! no, you don— BLACKOUT. Ooohh. Kick to the face. That was to the neck. Neck/face— ‍♀️ There's a difference. S/he has a short neck. X.X The famed Edna Mode (The Incredibles) becomes excruciatingly angry after learning that SupaCree has altered the “supa suit” she designed for her—by adding a cape. I wish i was pretty Tim admitted that might be the last wish he grants me this century; Wanna make history... but now I make dollars for callers, I'm all in my misery Misery: Listen to me! I didn't mean to see something in Sonny nobody should see And this shit'll make history; Guess i'm blessed, Now he's dead to me “Bless you” I said, As I sneezed when they cut off my- ... Now I live on a silver platter, I splatted: my hat's on the pavement Must be something ‘bout Asians, Cause every time I say ‘Amen' when I'm praying for Sonny, or Kayla Lauren, or whoever this demented demon that's chasing me-- Satan asks for a payment, and says “Hey! Now, a pop quiz in Mandaran, Learn to speak Spanish, fast, if you can, Cause american ignorance, laziness, complacency and impatience Is ending this country.” --It's ending this country, And the reason why I'm homeless is I decided to run for president and run from him at the same time, And then nobody wanted me Nobody wanted to see the things I would preach about, If they let me out, Of these restraints now; I'm not havin a cow or nothing, I mean i'm lactating, wait; Did he throw my 8 week baby at our other baby, Just to punch me? Broke it off with Sonny a decade later for throwing a Grammy Award at me; Literally and Action Figuratively Hasn't happened yet, But all of the future history I remember is vivid to me So he has to be Evil, I think To claim that he loves me all these infinite ways and dimensions, And then throw a demon instagram basic bitch at me Now she's the reason I bleed and can't eat for a week-- I'm tired of being Jesus, but he's still on his leave, and I'd probably be laughing if I wasn't magnetically attracted to half of the Industry's greatest I hate myself, I hate Dillon Francis and I hate him, But only ‘cause I can't make it to the banquet. I burned the sweater he gave me and left the blanket with my ex, I was stressed, yes, Left my luggage in Boston just to get to Dillon Francis at XS in Vegas and Write this: “WHY GOD!?!? WHY DILLON FRANCIS?!” Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. AHHHGGG (Eggageratedly disgusted sigh) (busted) --WHAT? YOU WENT TO DILLON FRANCIS LAND--WITHOUT ME. Nooo...I didn't. YOU DID, and you had a GOOD TIME. It's always a good time... AGH-- AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! [One attacks, the other runs.] {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U. Z so

I met you at The Ninth Gate… I don't think this is a good idea. It's a fine idea. I really don't know. Then shut up. Obsession, Lust— Thr delicate balance between Genius, and Madman What do I look like to you? …a movie star. What is that? A movie star. I didn't hear you! A movie star! I wanted to tell you this in person… If you go any further, there's no going backs There's no going back anyway. CHAUNCEY STREET, BROOKLYN. NY. A knock at the door. ALEX lets our a deep sigh and places her phone down on the table; she opens the door. Her face is flush. Hey. Hey. [A mysterious man] lets himself in. Did you talk to her. Yeah. Is she still in New York. Yeah. She's still in New York. Brooklyn? I don't know. ‘You don't know' I don't know. —but she's here. In the city? Yeah! Okay. [the mysterious man] sets a stuffed white envelope on the table] Here. Wun Jimerlilly Fallerlallonms Oo00h. TW0 Jimmerlilly Fallerlallonms *GASP* WhT! TW0 JiMmeRLiLly FaLleRlaLloNms?!? Jyus! JYES. —nerr. My god. Yea captain. S/he speaks perfect Skrillex. 3/10 Room 208 2:30 pm I just want to be okay again I just want to live in LA again I just want to play again No Vacancy, No Vacation, No veneration or compensation for commissioner; No doctors for the patients A saint, But seeking minimum wage And simple certain stakes I got on the wrong train And still ended up in the right place Long nights make for Nice days I carried a distinct memory of this day, and so there had to have been something important about it— least I thought, or perhaps even hoped, that there was maybe something good and special just around the corner, as it had been hard and bad for so long, that in the very least I knew that it couldn't get worse-that I had somehow hit rock bottom again so quickly that it was indeed possible that I would spring up just as quickly, which I realized was a brighter outlook than I had even expected at best, and a start at most. While inwardly I was devastated, I was at least able to suffice a calm facade, which Luke had commended me on, despite his various other psychological tricks and quips, as it seemed everything had been a test with him—but then, nearly everything was a puzzle or a challenge, not that I minded—but the latest installation of superfluous hazing, which was (at least by google'ssuggestion, somewhat even seemingly supernatural had been a first handed look into the srufff of nightmares, white america's predominately black non-solution to the housing crisis which they had caused, and furthermore, a test in my own mental strength and wits—a reminder of every reason and more why I had left my previous life behind—it's trials neither worth writing about, nor remembering, however, it's effects a tragic scar on my psyche, however unremarkable the result. It only hurts to think about a lot, And so I don't, It's just a rock, really Going on a walk through Central Park ia not an option. Neither a mother, nor father, Nor mirror; Here I'm sitting at the harbor Nonchalant as God would ever want to be And conscious, yet unconscious— Nodding off again, I'll know it when it's time to talk again (To talk again) Pause What. Remember what AlwaZ said. Uh. ALWAZ AKA -THE ILLUMINATI You're a genius. SUPACREE Yeah, thank you. ALWAZ Listen, you're famous—! SUPACREE When is this? New York City is probably absolutely the worst place in the world to be, if you don't want to be there. Hands down worst place ever. And I mean—I was stranded in Mexico with no money for a couple months, and that shit sucked—but it wasn't like “kill yourself” bad. New York gets craaaazy. I was on the subway and this dude was just listening to that one The Weekend Song over and over on loop. The funny thing is. I don't remember which The Weekend song it was— but you play any one of his songs on loop and you tell me if that man is okay. He's not okay. I heard it's a chemical imbalance Whatever that is Is has to be Obviously, Cause they said it is, Cause they said so, So it is, isn't it? Sunni bLums pDisxses It's my favorite troll doll! Ah! Real monsters! I don't use Travelocity!/ Get back on my front lawn, motherfucker! Hey, it's Daniel Dipshit! Who the fuck is “Daniel?” You're Daniel, Dipshit! Why “Daniel?!” Dipshit—why not just Cause you don't even know your own name, Dipshit! [sprays with hose] WTF ARE YOU DOING. I don't like licking the sour stuff off, I just want the sweet stuff! Oh, do you? Don't be gay. DJ Magic Kenny Where's Dillon Francis. He's not here. Where is he? I fired him. You what? I fired him. When?! This morning. You can't fire him! He's half the show! Just—one date. No. Sunni, come on. No! I'm not dating Diplo. What?! Why not?! He's too pretty. PUT A SHIRT ON. GODDAMNIT, SHUT UP. OWSLA places a TRUTH SPELL on SUNNI BLU/ which results in her being outed as SUPACREE. Nooooo. YES. TABLOIDS Mwahaha PAPARAZZI MWAHAHAHAJA TMZ MWAHAHAHAJA ILUMINATI -_- Great. You pissed off the Illuminati. I am the Illuminati. Now we're fucked. What don't you get about this: I am in control. [a cannonball flies through the window] I told you. Holy shit, what is THIS. It's a cannonball. A fucking cannonball! W0W. It says something. What's it say The cannonball reads: “You're so fucked.” “You're so fucked. W0W. Nice. I told you. No, I told you. “I'm in control!” I write in canon! It's a stretch, but it'll do! Keep up. You wrote this? I wrote everything! The next level Timmy's Turn up When I talk Hi, I'm Ū Offenbach 4U Heart over height, Head over heels, Mind over matter— I don't want to fight you. We have to. No, we don't. We're going to. But we've already— That doesn't matter. It matters to me. I am you. Then it matters to you! That's—not what I meant. C'esme't. I'm gonna go. You're leaving?! The quarrel's tomorrow. No it isn't! Yes it is. Call it off! No. Its tradition. But— ? [I love you] Goodnight. She heads for the door. [I love you too.] Unspoken words In the hurt of the war of the worlds You come first, Then unearth I become in the force of the storm Where were you, before this? What I was, I assure you was unsure, at first Now, it's just Another record So it works forward, and back Of course Back—and forth… Yes. This is marvelous. Well, it's yoursz I can't take this. You're not taking it; I'm giving it to you. What for? For traveling, of course! But I'm not going anywhere… What is this. It's a DJ. Oh, wow, nice. Yeah. Where'd you get it? I found it. Oh, wow. Yeah. Where? It was just—on the ground. On the ground? Yeah. Oh. MORPHEUS You know what? What is it? MORPHEUS …nevermind. AMY POHLER …I think this is a bad idea. TINA FEY It's a good idea. AMY POHLER I think it's bad. TINA FEY Have another shot. [she does] AMY POE—whatever It's a really bad idea! TINA FEY OKAY, LETS GO. Pan out to JIMMY FALLON standing awkwardly in silence in the shadows behind them. JIMMY FALLON I'm coming too. OH MY GOD. what the [BLEEP] How long have you been standing there. The whole time. No you haven't No you weren't. You're so—WEIRD. I'm coming with you. No NO. Yes. I'm coming with you. No— —wait— No! Jimmy, do you think this is a good idea, or a bad idea. [beat] It's the worst idea ever. HA! NO—it's GOOD. I TOLD YOU. You're not coming. He's coming. With. (hiccups) us. Yes. UGH *takes shot* UGH [BLEEP] It's the worst idea ever— NO UT ISNT. —it's a really bad idea. You need me. Ew. We need him therr—uhh Yes. [beat] Fine. YES. But don't say anything C'ESME'T Petrutheio… PETRUTHEIO You should go. If you are what you eat Then I'm nuts and bananas but sometimes I'm even a hero But that's neither here nore there, no. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U. Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child DLAXKBACK: SEASON 5 June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier” Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh. Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. I needed it to be a leap year, but it wasn't , and although I was expecting a small amount of money on the 3rd, I had to depart lik/ on the first, and though I had roughly 4 days remaining in my stay, it had started to feel like the beginning of the end, from about the night before and into the morning, waking up sick and sore and most of all tired and hungry A Free Vegan is a term used to describe a person who practices veganism, but still may moderately consume some animal products sparingly, such as collagen, honey, or other products medicinally or as supplementary nutrition; this Vegan might wear leather, use products or materials derived from animals for convenience, functionality, or economic reasons Girl with the tattoo Miguel “A Walkthough Central Park” I'm on a regimen of vitavitavitamin, I need some anescrptoc and some aneceptomen Medicine man and an antiseptic A bed to rest my head I, some bread Some peanut butter for my jelly {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

I met you at The Ninth Gate… I don't think this is a good idea. It's a fine idea. I really don't know. Then shut up. Obsession, Lust— Thr delicate balance between Genius, and Madman What do I look like to you? …a movie star. What is that? A movie star. I didn't hear you! A movie star! I wanted to tell you this in person… If you go any further, there's no going backs There's no going back anyway. CHAUNCEY STREET, BROOKLYN. NY. A knock at the door. ALEX lets our a deep sigh and places her phone down on the table; she opens the door. Her face is flush. Hey. Hey. [A mysterious man] lets himself in. Did you talk to her. Yeah. Is she still in New York. Yeah. She's still in New York. Brooklyn? I don't know. ‘You don't know' I don't know. —but she's here. In the city? Yeah! Okay. [the mysterious man] sets a stuffed white envelope on the table] Here. Wun Jimerlilly Fallerlallonms Oo00h. TW0 Jimmerlilly Fallerlallonms *GASP* WhT! TW0 JiMmeRLiLly FaLleRlaLloNms?!? Jyus! JYES. —nerr. My god. Yea captain. S/he speaks perfect Skrillex. 3/10 Room 208 2:30 pm I just want to be okay again I just want to live in LA again I just want to play again No Vacancy, No Vacation, No veneration or compensation for commissioner; No doctors for the patients A saint, But seeking minimum wage And simple certain stakes I got on the wrong train And still ended up in the right place Long nights make for Nice days I carried a distinct memory of this day, and so there had to have been something important about it— least I thought, or perhaps even hoped, that there was maybe something good and special just around the corner, as it had been hard and bad for so long, that in the very least I knew that it couldn't get worse-that I had somehow hit rock bottom again so quickly that it was indeed possible that I would spring up just as quickly, which I realized was a brighter outlook than I had even expected at best, and a start at most. While inwardly I was devastated, I was at least able to suffice a calm facade, which Luke had commended me on, despite his various other psychological tricks and quips, as it seemed everything had been a test with him—but then, nearly everything was a puzzle or a challenge, not that I minded—but the latest installation of superfluous hazing, which was (at least by google'ssuggestion, somewhat even seemingly supernatural had been a first handed look into the srufff of nightmares, white america's predominately black non-solution to the housing crisis which they had caused, and furthermore, a test in my own mental strength and wits—a reminder of every reason and more why I had left my previous life behind—it's trials neither worth writing about, nor remembering, however, it's effects a tragic scar on my psyche, however unremarkable the result. It only hurts to think about a lot, And so I don't, It's just a rock, really Going on a walk through Central Park ia not an option. Neither a mother, nor father, Nor mirror; Here I'm sitting at the harbor Nonchalant as God would ever want to be And conscious, yet unconscious— Nodding off again, I'll know it when it's time to talk again (To talk again) Pause What. Remember what AlwaZ said. Uh. ALWAZ AKA -THE ILLUMINATI You're a genius. SUPACREE Yeah, thank you. ALWAZ Listen, you're famous—! SUPACREE When is this? New York City is probably absolutely the worst place in the world to be, if you don't want to be there. Hands down worst place ever. And I mean—I was stranded in Mexico with no money for a couple months, and that shit sucked—but it wasn't like “kill yourself” bad. New York gets craaaazy. I was on the subway and this dude was just listening to that one The Weekend Song over and over on loop. The funny thing is. I don't remember which The Weekend song it was— but you play any one of his songs on loop and you tell me if that man is okay. He's not okay. I heard it's a chemical imbalance Whatever that is Is has to be Obviously, Cause they said it is, Cause they said so, So it is, isn't it? Sunni bLums pDisxses It's my favorite troll doll! Ah! Real monsters! I don't use Travelocity!/ Get back on my front lawn, motherfucker! Hey, it's Daniel Dipshit! Who the fuck is “Daniel?” You're Daniel, Dipshit! Why “Daniel?!” Dipshit—why not just Cause you don't even know your own name, Dipshit! [sprays with hose] WTF ARE YOU DOING I don't like licking the sour stuff off, I just want the sweet stuff! Oh, do you? Don't he gay. DJ Magic Kenny Where's Dillon Francis. He's not here. Where is he? I fired him. You what? I fired him. When?! This morning. You can't fire him! He's half the show! Just—one date. No. Sunni, come on. No! I'm not dating Diplo. What?! Why not?! He's too pretty. PUT A SHIRT ON. GODDAMNIT, SHUT UP. OWSLA places a TRUTH SPELL on SUNNI BLU/ which results in her being outed as SUPACREE. Nooooo. YES. TABLOIDS Mwahaha PAPARAZZI MWAHAHAHAJA TMZ MWAHAHAHAJA ILUMINATI -_- Great. You pissed off the Illuminati. I am the Illuminati. Now we're fucked. What don't you get about this: I am in control. [a cannonball flies through the window] I told you. Holy shit, what is THIS. It's a cannonball. A fucking cannonball! W0W. It says something. What's it say The cannonball reads: “You're so fucked.” “You're so fucked. W0W. Nice. I told you. No, I told you. “I'm in control!” I write in canon! It's a stretch, but it'll do! Keep up. You wrote this? I wrote everything! The next level Timmy's Turn up When I talk Hi, I'm Ū Offenbach 4U Heart over height, Head over heels, Mind over matter— I don't want to fight you. We have to. No, we don't. We're going to. But we've already— That doesn't matter. It matters to me. I am you. Then it matters to you! That's—not what I meant. C'esme't. I'm gonna go. You're leaving?! The quarrel's tomorrow. No it isn't! Yes it is. Call it off! No. Its tradition. But— ? [I love you] Goodnight. She heads for the door. [I love you too.] Unspoken words In the hurt of the war of the worlds You come first, Then unearth I become in the force of the storm Where were you, before this? What I was, I assure you was unsure, at first Now, it's just Another record So it works forward, and back Of course Back—and forth… Yes. This is marvelous. Well, it's yoursz I can't take this. You're not taking it; I'm giving it to you. What for? For traveling, of course! But I'm not going anywhere… What is this. It's a DJ. Oh, wow, nice. Yeah. Where'd you get it? I found it. Oh, wow. Yeah. Where? It was just—on the ground. On the ground? Yeah. Oh. MORPHEUS You know what? What is it? MORPHEUS …nevermind. AMY POHLER …I think this is a bad idea. TINA FEY It's a good idea. AMY POHLER I think it's bad. TINA FEY Have another shot. [she does] AMY POE—whatever It's a really bad idea! TINA FEY OKAY, LETS GO. Pan out to JIMMY FALLON standing awkwardly in silence in the shadows behind them. JIMMY FALLON I'm coming too. OH MY GOD. what the [BLEEP] How long have you been standing there. The whole time. No you haven't No you weren't. You're so—WEIRD. I'm coming with you. No NO. Yes. I'm coming with you. No— —wait— No! Jimmy, do you think this is a good idea, or a bad idea. [beat] It's the worst idea ever. HA! NO—it's GOOD. I TOLD YOU. You're not coming. He's coming. With. (hiccups) us. Yes. UGH *takes shot* UGH [BLEEP] It's the worst idea ever— NO UT ISNT. —it's a really bad idea. You need me. Ew. We need him therr—uhh Yes. [beat] Fine. YES. But don't say anything C'ESME'T Petrutheio… PETRUTHEIO You should go. If you are what you eat Then I'm nuts and bananas but sometimes I'm even a hero But that's neither here nore there, no. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U. Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child DLAXKBACK: SEASON 5 June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier” Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh. Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. I needed it to be a leap year, but it wasn't , and although I was expecting a small amount of money on the 3rd, I had to depart lik/ on the first, and though I had roughly 4 days remaining in my stay, it had started to feel like the beginning of the end, from about the night before and into the morning, waking up sick and sore and most of all tired and hungry A Free Vegan is a term used to describe a person who practices veganism, but still may moderately consume some animal products sparingly, such as collagen, honey, or other products medicinally or as supplementary nutrition; this Vegan might wear leather, use products or materials derived from animals for convenience, functionality, or economic reasons Girl with the tattoo Miguel “A Walkthough Central Park” I'm on a regimen of vitavitavitamin, I need some anescrptoc and some aneceptomen Medicine man and an antiseptic A bed to rest my head I, some bread Some peanut butter for my jelly {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

I met you at The Ninth Gate… I don't think this is a good idea. It's a fine idea. I really don't know. Then shut up. Obsession, Lust— Thr delicate balance between Genius, and Madman What do I look like to you? …a movie star. What is that? A movie star. I didn't hear you! A movie star! I wanted to tell you this in person… If you go any further, there's no going backs There's no going back anyway. CHAUNCEY STREET, BROOKLYN. NY. A knock at the door. ALEX lets our a deep sigh and places her phone down on the table; she opens the door. Her face is flush. Hey. Hey. [A mysterious man] lets himself in. Did you talk to her. Yeah. Is she still in New York. Yeah. She's still in New York. Brooklyn? I don't know. ‘You don't know' I don't know. —but she's here. In the city? Yeah! Okay. [the mysterious man] sets a stuffed white envelope on the table] Here. Wun Jimerlilly Fallerlallonms Oo00h. TW0 Jimmerlilly Fallerlallonms *GASP* WhT! TW0 JiMmeRLiLly FaLleRlaLloNms?!? Jyus! JYES. —nerr. My god. Yea captain. S/he speaks perfect Skrillex. 3/10 Room 208 2:30 pm I just want to be okay again I just want to live in LA again I just want to play again No Vacancy, No Vacation, No veneration or compensation for commissioner; No doctors for the patients A saint, But seeking minimum wage And simple certain stakes I got on the wrong train And still ended up in the right place Long nights make for Nice days I carried a distinct memory of this day, and so there had to have been something important about it— least I thought, or perhaps even hoped, that there was maybe something good and special just around the corner, as it had been hard and bad for so long, that in the very least I knew that it couldn't get worse-that I had somehow hit rock bottom again so quickly that it was indeed possible that I would spring up just as quickly, which I realized was a brighter outlook than I had even expected at best, and a start at most. While inwardly I was devastated, I was at least able to suffice a calm facade, which Luke had commended me on, despite his various other psychological tricks and quips, as it seemed everything had been a test with him—but then, nearly everything was a puzzle or a challenge, not that I minded—but the latest installation of superfluous hazing, which was (at least by google'ssuggestion, somewhat even seemingly supernatural had been a first handed look into the srufff of nightmares, white america's predominately black non-solution to the housing crisis which they had caused, and furthermore, a test in my own mental strength and wits—a reminder of every reason and more why I had left my previous life behind—it's trials neither worth writing about, nor remembering, however, it's effects a tragic scar on my psyche, however unremarkable the result. It only hurts to think about a lot, And so I don't, It's just a rock, really Going on a walk through Central Park ia not an option. Neither a mother, nor father, Nor mirror; Here I'm sitting at the harbor Nonchalant as God would ever want to be And conscious, yet unconscious— Nodding off again, I'll know it when it's time to talk again (To talk again) Pause What. Remember what AlwaZ said. Uh. ALWAZ AKA -THE ILLUMINATI You're a genius. SUPACREE Yeah, thank you. ALWAZ Listen, you're famous—! SUPACREE When is this? New York City is probably absolutely the worst place in the world to be, if you don't want to be there. Hands down worst place ever. And I mean—I was stranded in Mexico with no money for a couple months, and that shit sucked—but it wasn't like “kill yourself” bad. New York gets craaaazy. I was on the subway and this dude was just listening to that one The Weekend Song over and over on loop. The funny thing is. I don't remember which The Weekend song it was— but you play any one of his songs on loop and you tell me if that man is okay. He's not okay. I heard it's a chemical imbalance Whatever that is Is has to be Obviously, Cause they said it is, Cause they said so, So it is, isn't it? Sunni bLums pDisxses It's my favorite troll doll! Ah! Real monsters! I don't use Travelocity!/ Get back on my front lawn, motherfucker! Hey, it's Daniel Dipshit! Who the fuck is “Daniel?” You're Daniel, Dipshit! Why “Daniel?!” Dipshit—why not just Cause you don't even know your own name, Dipshit! [sprays with hose] WTF ARE YOU DOING I don't like licking the sour stuff off, I just want the sweet stuff! Oh, do you? Don't he gay. DJ Magic Kenny Where's Dillon Francis. He's not here. Where is he? I fired him. You what? I fired him. When?! This morning. You can't fire him! He's half the show! Just—one date. No. Sunni, come on. No! I'm not dating Diplo. What?! Why not?! He's too pretty. PUT A SHIRT ON. GODDAMNIT, SHUT UP. OWSLA places a TRUTH SPELL on SUNNI BLU/ which results in her being outed as SUPACREE. Nooooo. YES. TABLOIDS Mwahaha PAPARAZZI MWAHAHAHAJA TMZ MWAHAHAHAJA ILUMINATI -_- Great. You pissed off the Illuminati. I am the Illuminati. Now we're fucked. What don't you get about this: I am in control. [a cannonball flies through the window] I told you. Holy shit, what is THIS. It's a cannonball. A fucking cannonball! W0W. It says something. What's it say The cannonball reads: “You're so fucked.” “You're so fucked. W0W. Nice. I told you. No, I told you. “I'm in control!” I write in canon! It's a stretch, but it'll do! Keep up. You wrote this? I wrote everything! The next level Timmy's Turn up When I talk Hi, I'm Ū Offenbach 4U Heart over height, Head over heels, Mind over matter— I don't want to fight you. We have to. No, we don't. We're going to. But we've already— That doesn't matter. It matters to me. I am you. Then it matters to you! That's—not what I meant. C'esme't. I'm gonna go. You're leaving?! The quarrel's tomorrow. No it isn't! Yes it is. Call it off! No. Its tradition. But— ? [I love you] Goodnight. She heads for the door. [I love you too.] Unspoken words In the hurt of the war of the worlds You come first, Then unearth I become in the force of the storm Where were you, before this? What I was, I assure you was unsure, at first Now, it's just Another record So it works forward, and back Of course Back—and forth… Yes. This is marvelous. Well, it's yoursz I can't take this. You're not taking it; I'm giving it to you. What for? For traveling, of course! But I'm not going anywhere… What is this. It's a DJ. Oh, wow, nice. Yeah. Where'd you get it? I found it. Oh, wow. Yeah. Where? It was just—on the ground. On the ground? Yeah. Oh. MORPHEUS You know what? What is it? MORPHEUS …nevermind. AMY POHLER …I think this is a bad idea. TINA FEY It's a good idea. AMY POHLER I think it's bad. TINA FEY Have another shot. [she does] AMY POE—whatever It's a really bad idea! TINA FEY OKAY, LETS GO. Pan out to JIMMY FALLON standing awkwardly in silence in the shadows behind them. JIMMY FALLON I'm coming too. OH MY GOD. what the [BLEEP] How long have you been standing there. The whole time. No you haven't No you weren't. You're so—WEIRD. I'm coming with you. No NO. Yes. I'm coming with you. No— —wait— No! Jimmy, do you think this is a good idea, or a bad idea. [beat] It's the worst idea ever. HA! NO—it's GOOD. I TOLD YOU. You're not coming. He's coming. With. (hiccups) us. Yes. UGH *takes shot* UGH [BLEEP] It's the worst idea ever— NO UT ISNT. —it's a really bad idea. You need me. Ew. We need him therr—uhh Yes. [beat] Fine. YES. But don't say anything C'ESME'T Petrutheio… PETRUTHEIO You should go. If you are what you eat Then I'm nuts and bananas but sometimes I'm even a hero But that's neither here nore there, no. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U. Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child DLAXKBACK: SEASON 5 June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier” Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh. Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. I needed it to be a leap year, but it wasn't , and although I was expecting a small amount of money on the 3rd, I had to depart lik/ on the first, and though I had roughly 4 days remaining in my stay, it had started to feel like the beginning of the end, from about the night before and into the morning, waking up sick and sore and most of all tired and hungry A Free Vegan is a term used to describe a person who practices veganism, but still may moderately consume some animal products sparingly, such as collagen, honey, or other products medicinally or as supplementary nutrition; this Vegan might wear leather, use products or materials derived from animals for convenience, functionality, or economic reasons Girl with the tattoo Miguel “A Walkthough Central Park” I'm on a regimen of vitavitavitamin, I need some anescrptoc and some aneceptomen Medicine man and an antiseptic A bed to rest my head I, some bread Some peanut butter for my jelly {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

That first drop gave me herpes. yeah, well, that's supacree for ya. I met you at The Ninth Gate… I don't think this is a good idea. It's a fine idea. I really don't know. Then shut up. Obsession, Lust— Thr delicate balance between Genius, and Madman What do I look like to you? …a movie star. What is that? A movie star. I didn't hear you! A movie star! I wanted to tell you this in person… If you go any further, there's no going backs There's no going back anyway. Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child DLAXKBACK: SEASON 5 June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier” Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh. Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. I needed it to be a leap year, but it wasn't , and although I was expecting a small amount of money on the 3rd, I had to depart lik/ on the first, and though I had roughly 4 days remaining in my stay, it had started to feel like the beginning of the end, from about the night before and into the morning, waking up sick and sore and most of all tired and hungry A Free Vegan is a term used to describe a person who practices veganism, but still may moderately consume some animal products sparingly, such as collagen, honey, or other products medicinally or as supplementary nutrition; this Vegan might wear leather, use products or materials derived from animals for convenience, functionality, or economic reasons Girl with the tattoo Miguel “A Walkthough Central Park” I'm on a regimen of vitavitavitamin, I need some anescrptoc and some aneceptomen Medicine man and an antiseptic A bed to rest my head I, some bread Some peanut butter for my jelly {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

The first drop was so bad, it gave me herpes. yeah, that's S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E. I met you at The Ninth Gate… I don't think this is a good idea. It's a fine idea. I really don't know. Then shut up. Obsession, Lust— Thr delicate balance between Genius, and Madman What do I look like to you? …a movie star. What is that? A movie star. I didn't hear you! A movie star! I wanted to tell you this in person… If you go any further, there's no going backs There's no going back anyway. CHAUNCEY STREET, BROOKLYN. NY. A knock at the door. ALEX lets our a deep sigh and places her phone down on the table; she opens the door. Her face is flush. Hey. Hey. [A mysterious man] lets himself in. Did you talk to her. Yeah. Is she still in New York. Yeah. She's still in New York. Brooklyn? I don't know. ‘You don't know' I don't know. —but she's here. In the city? Yeah! Okay. [the mysterious man] sets a stuffed white envelope on the table] Here. Wun Jimerlilly Fallerlallonms Oo00h. TW0 Jimmerlilly Fallerlallonms *GASP* WhT! TW0 JiMmeRLiLly FaLleRlaLloNms?!? Jyus! JYES. —nerr. My god. Yea captain. S/he speaks perfect Skrillex. 3/10 Room 208 2:30 pm I just want to be okay again I just want to live in LA again I just want to play again No Vacancy, No Vacation, No veneration or compensation for commissioner; No doctors for the patients A saint, But seeking minimum wage And simple certain stakes I got on the wrong train And still ended up in the right place Long nights make for Nice days I carried a distinct memory of this day, and so there had to have been something important about it— least I thought, or perhaps even hoped, that there was maybe something good and special just around the corner, as it had been hard and bad for so long, that in the very least I knew that it couldn't get worse-that I had somehow hit rock bottom again so quickly that it was indeed possible that I would spring up just as quickly, which I realized was a brighter outlook than I had even expected at best, and a start at most. While inwardly I was devastated, I was at least able to suffice a calm facade, which Luke had commended me on, despite his various other psychological tricks and quips, as it seemed everything had been a test with him—but then, nearly everything was a puzzle or a challenge, not that I minded—but the latest installation of superfluous hazing, which was (at least by google'ssuggestion, somewhat even seemingly supernatural had been a first handed look into the srufff of nightmares, white america's predominately black non-solution to the housing crisis which they had caused, and furthermore, a test in my own mental strength and wits—a reminder of every reason and more why I had left my previous life behind—it's trials neither worth writing about, nor remembering, however, it's effects a tragic scar on my psyche, however unremarkable the result. It only hurts to think about a lot, And so I don't, It's just a rock, really Going on a walk through Central Park ia not an option. Neither a mother, nor father, Nor mirror; Here I'm sitting at the harbor Nonchalant as God would ever want to be And conscious, yet unconscious— Nodding off again, I'll know it when it's time to talk again (To talk again) Pause What. Remember what AlwaZ said. Uh. ALWAZ AKA -THE ILLUMINATI You're a genius. SUPACREE Yeah, thank you. ALWAZ Listen, you're famous—! SUPACREE When is this? New York City is probably absolutely the worst place in the world to be, if you don't want to be there. Hands down worst place ever. And I mean—I was stranded in Mexico with no money for a couple months, and that shit sucked—but it wasn't like “kill yourself” bad. New York gets craaaazy. I was on the subway and this dude was just listening to that one The Weekend Song over and over on loop. The funny thing is. I don't remember which The Weekend song it was— but you play any one of his songs on loop and you tell me if that man is okay. He's not okay. I heard it's a chemical imbalance Whatever that is Is has to be Obviously, Cause they said it is, Cause they said so, So it is, isn't it? Sunni bLums pDisxses It's my favorite troll doll! Ah! Real monsters! I don't use Travelocity!/ Get back on my front lawn, motherfucker! Hey, it's Daniel Dipshit! Who the fuck is “Daniel?” You're Daniel, Dipshit! Why “Daniel?!” Dipshit—why not just Cause you don't even know your own name, Dipshit! [sprays with hose] WTF ARE YOU DOING I don't like licking the sour stuff off, I just want the sweet stuff! Oh, do you? Don't he gay. DJ Magic Kenny Where's Dillon Francis. He's not here. Where is he? I fired him. You what? I fired him. When?! This morning. You can't fire him! He's half the show! Just—one date. No. Sunni, come on. No! I'm not dating Diplo. What?! Why not?! He's too pretty. PUT A SHIRT ON. GODDAMNIT, SHUT UP. OWSLA places a TRUTH SPELL on SUNNI BLU/ which results in her being outed as SUPACREE. Nooooo. YES. TABLOIDS Mwahaha PAPARAZZI MWAHAHAHAJA TMZ MWAHAHAHAJA ILUMINATI -_- Great. You pissed off the Illuminati. I am the Illuminati. Now we're fucked. What don't you get about this: I am in control. [a cannonball flies through the window] I told you. Holy shit, what is THIS. It's a cannonball. A fucking cannonball! W0W. It says something. What's it say The cannonball reads: “You're so fucked.” “You're so fucked. W0W. Nice. I told you. No, I told you. “I'm in control!” I write in canon! It's a stretch, but it'll do! Keep up. You wrote this? I wrote everything! The next level Timmy's Turn up When I talk Hi, I'm Ū Offenbach 4U Heart over height, Head over heels, Mind over matter— I don't want to fight you. We have to. No, we don't. We're going to. But we've already— That doesn't matter. It matters to me. I am you. Then it matters to you! That's—not what I meant. C'esme't. I'm gonna go. You're leaving?! The quarrel's tomorrow. No it isn't! Yes it is. Call it off! No. Its tradition. But— ? [I love you] Goodnight. She heads for the door. [I love you too.] Unspoken words In the hurt of the war of the worlds You come first, Then unearth I become in the force of the storm Where were you, before this? What I was, I assure you was unsure, at first Now, it's just Another record So it works forward, and back Of course Back—and forth… Yes. This is marvelous. Well, it's yoursz I can't take this. You're not taking it; I'm giving it to you. What for? For traveling, of course! But I'm not going anywhere… What is this. It's a DJ. Oh, wow, nice. Yeah. Where'd you get it? I found it. Oh, wow. Yeah. Where? It was just—on the ground. On the ground? Yeah. Oh. MORPHEUS You know what? What is it? MORPHEUS …nevermind. AMY POHLER …I think this is a bad idea. TINA FEY It's a good idea. AMY POHLER I think it's bad. TINA FEY Have another shot. [she does] AMY POE—whatever It's a really bad idea! TINA FEY OKAY, LETS GO. Pan out to JIMMY FALLON standing awkwardly in silence in the shadows behind them. JIMMY FALLON I'm coming too. OH MY GOD. what the [BLEEP] How long have you been standing there. The whole time. No you haven't No you weren't. You're so—WEIRD. I'm coming with you. No NO. Yes. I'm coming with you. No— —wait— No! Jimmy, do you think this is a good idea, or a bad idea. [beat] It's the worst idea ever. HA! NO—it's GOOD. I TOLD YOU. You're not coming. He's coming. With. (hiccups) us. Yes. UGH *takes shot* UGH [BLEEP] It's the worst idea ever— NO UT ISNT. —it's a really bad idea. You need me. Ew. We need him therr—uhh Yes. [beat] Fine. YES. But don't say anything C'ESME'T Petrutheio… PETRUTHEIO You should go. If you are what you eat Then I'm nuts and bananas but sometimes I'm even a hero But that's neither here nore there, no. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U. Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child DLAXKBACK: SEASON 5 June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier” Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh. Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. I needed it to be a leap year, but it wasn't , and although I was expecting a small amount of money on the 3rd, I had to depart lik/ on the first, and though I had roughly 4 days remaining in my stay, it had started to feel like the beginning of the end, from about the night before and into the morning, waking up sick and sore and most of all tired and hungry A Free Vegan is a term used to describe a person who practices veganism, but still may moderately consume some animal products sparingly, such as collagen, honey, or other products medicinally or as supplementary nutrition; this Vegan might wear leather, use products or materials derived from animals for convenience, functionality, or economic reasons Girl with the tattoo Miguel “A Walkthough Central Park” I'm on a regimen of vitavitavitamin, I need some anescrptoc and some aneceptomen Medicine man and an antiseptic A bed to rest my head I, some bread Some peanut butter for my jelly {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

the first drop gave me herpes. well, that's S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E . I met you at The Ninth Gate… I don't think this is a good idea. It's a fine idea. I really don't know. Then shut up. Obsession, Lust— Thr delicate balance between Genius, and Madman What do I look like to you? …a movie star. What is that? A movie star. I didn't hear you! A movie star! I wanted to tell you this in person… If you go any further, there's no going backs There's no going back anyway. CHAUNCEY STREET, BROOKLYN. NY. A knock at the door. ALEX lets our a deep sigh and places her phone down on the table; she opens the door. Her face is flush. Hey. Hey. [A mysterious man] lets himself in. Did you talk to her. Yeah. Is she still in New York. Yeah. She's still in New York. Brooklyn? I don't know. ‘You don't know' I don't know. —but she's here. In the city? Yeah! Okay. [the mysterious man] sets a stuffed white envelope on the table] Here. Wun Jimerlilly Fallerlallonms Oo00h. TW0 Jimmerlilly Fallerlallonms *GASP* WhT! TW0 JiMmeRLiLly FaLleRlaLloNms?!? Jyus! JYES. —nerr. My god. Yea captain. S/he speaks perfect Skrillex. 3/10 Room 208 2:30 pm I just want to be okay again I just want to live in LA again I just want to play again No Vacancy, No Vacation, No veneration or compensation for commissioner; No doctors for the patients A saint, But seeking minimum wage And simple certain stakes I got on the wrong train And still ended up in the right place Long nights make for Nice days I carried a distinct memory of this day, and so there had to have been something important about it— least I thought, or perhaps even hoped, that there was maybe something good and special just around the corner, as it had been hard and bad for so long, that in the very least I knew that it couldn't get worse-that I had somehow hit rock bottom again so quickly that it was indeed possible that I would spring up just as quickly, which I realized was a brighter outlook than I had even expected at best, and a start at most. While inwardly I was devastated, I was at least able to suffice a calm facade, which Luke had commended me on, despite his various other psychological tricks and quips, as it seemed everything had been a test with him—but then, nearly everything was a puzzle or a challenge, not that I minded—but the latest installation of superfluous hazing, which was (at least by google'ssuggestion, somewhat even seemingly supernatural had been a first handed look into the srufff of nightmares, white america's predominately black non-solution to the housing crisis which they had caused, and furthermore, a test in my own mental strength and wits—a reminder of every reason and more why I had left my previous life behind—it's trials neither worth writing about, nor remembering, however, it's effects a tragic scar on my psyche, however unremarkable the result. It only hurts to think about a lot, And so I don't, It's just a rock, really Going on a walk through Central Park ia not an option. Neither a mother, nor father, Nor mirror; Here I'm sitting at the harbor Nonchalant as God would ever want to be And conscious, yet unconscious— Nodding off again, I'll know it when it's time to talk again (To talk again) Pause What. Remember what AlwaZ said. Uh. ALWAZ AKA -THE ILLUMINATI You're a genius. SUPACREE Yeah, thank you. ALWAZ Listen, you're famous—! SUPACREE When is this? New York City is probably absolutely the worst place in the world to be, if you don't want to be there. Hands down worst place ever. And I mean—I was stranded in Mexico with no money for a couple months, and that shit sucked—but it wasn't like “kill yourself” bad. New York gets craaaazy. I was on the subway and this dude was just listening to that one The Weekend Song over and over on loop. The funny thing is. I don't remember which The Weekend song it was— but you play any one of his songs on loop and you tell me if that man is okay. He's not okay. I heard it's a chemical imbalance Whatever that is Is has to be Obviously, Cause they said it is, Cause they said so, So it is, isn't it? Sunni bLums pDisxses It's my favorite troll doll! Ah! Real monsters! I don't use Travelocity!/ Get back on my front lawn, motherfucker! Hey, it's Daniel Dipshit! Who the fuck is “Daniel?” You're Daniel, Dipshit! Why “Daniel?!” Dipshit—why not just Cause you don't even know your own name, Dipshit! [sprays with hose] WTF ARE YOU DOING I don't like licking the sour stuff off, I just want the sweet stuff! Oh, do you? Don't he gay. DJ Magic Kenny Where's Dillon Francis. He's not here. Where is he? I fired him. You what? I fired him. When?! This morning. You can't fire him! He's half the show! Just—one date. No. Sunni, come on. No! I'm not dating Diplo. What?! Why not?! He's too pretty. PUT A SHIRT ON. GODDAMNIT, SHUT UP. OWSLA places a TRUTH SPELL on SUNNI BLU/ which results in her being outed as SUPACREE. Nooooo. YES. TABLOIDS Mwahaha PAPARAZZI MWAHAHAHAJA TMZ MWAHAHAHAJA ILUMINATI -_- Great. You pissed off the Illuminati. I am the Illuminati. Now we're fucked. What don't you get about this: I am in control. [a cannonball flies through the window] I told you. Holy shit, what is THIS. It's a cannonball. A fucking cannonball! W0W. It says something. What's it say The cannonball reads: “You're so fucked.” “You're so fucked. W0W. Nice. I told you. No, I told you. “I'm in control!” I write in canon! It's a stretch, but it'll do! Keep up. You wrote this? I wrote everything! The next level Timmy's Turn up When I talk Hi, I'm Ū Offenbach 4U Heart over height, Head over heels, Mind over matter— I don't want to fight you. We have to. No, we don't. We're going to. But we've already— That doesn't matter. It matters to me. I am you. Then it matters to you! That's—not what I meant. C'esme't. I'm gonna go. You're leaving?! The quarrel's tomorrow. No it isn't! Yes it is. Call it off! No. Its tradition. But— ? [I love you] Goodnight. She heads for the door. [I love you too.] Unspoken words In the hurt of the war of the worlds You come first, Then unearth I become in the force of the storm Where were you, before this? What I was, I assure you was unsure, at first Now, it's just Another record So it works forward, and back Of course Back—and forth… Yes. This is marvelous. Well, it's yoursz I can't take this. You're not taking it; I'm giving it to you. What for? For traveling, of course! But I'm not going anywhere… What is this. It's a DJ. Oh, wow, nice. Yeah. Where'd you get it? I found it. Oh, wow. Yeah. Where? It was just—on the ground. On the ground? Yeah. Oh. MORPHEUS You know what? What is it? MORPHEUS …nevermind. AMY POHLER …I think this is a bad idea. TINA FEY It's a good idea. AMY POHLER I think it's bad. TINA FEY Have another shot. [she does] AMY POE—whatever It's a really bad idea! TINA FEY OKAY, LETS GO. Pan out to JIMMY FALLON standing awkwardly in silence in the shadows behind them. JIMMY FALLON I'm coming too. OH MY GOD. what the [BLEEP] How long have you been standing there. The whole time. No you haven't No you weren't. You're so—WEIRD. I'm coming with you. No NO. Yes. I'm coming with you. No— —wait— No! Jimmy, do you think this is a good idea, or a bad idea. [beat] It's the worst idea ever. HA! NO—it's GOOD. I TOLD YOU. You're not coming. He's coming. With. (hiccups) us. Yes. UGH *takes shot* UGH [BLEEP] It's the worst idea ever— NO UT ISNT. —it's a really bad idea. You need me. Ew. We need him therr—uhh Yes. [beat] Fine. YES. But don't say anything C'ESME'T Petrutheio… PETRUTHEIO You should go. If you are what you eat Then I'm nuts and bananas but sometimes I'm even a hero But that's neither here nore there, no. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U. Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child DLAXKBACK: SEASON 5 June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍♀️ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier” Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh. Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ ⓒ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. I needed it to be a leap year, but it wasn't , and although I was expecting a small amount of money on the 3rd, I had to depart lik/ on the first, and though I had roughly 4 days remaining in my stay, it had started to feel like the beginning of the end, from about the night before and into the morning, waking up sick and sore and most of all tired and hungry A Free Vegan is a term used to describe a person who practices veganism, but still may moderately consume some animal products sparingly, such as collagen, honey, or other products medicinally or as supplementary nutrition; this Vegan might wear leather, use products or materials derived from animals for convenience, functionality, or economic reasons Girl with the tattoo Miguel “A Walkthough Central Park” I'm on a regimen of vitavitavitamin, I need some anescrptoc and some aneceptomen Medicine man and an antiseptic A bed to rest my head I, some bread Some peanut butter for my jelly {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.

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Recorded by Walter Rodríguez Martínez“YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” Have you ever heard a line like that in a movie? In Episode 5 of the Garbanzo Spanish podcast, our main character Ellie runs into a series of problems getting to where she needs to go. Listen to find out what happens!For transcript, teaching ideas, and printables, click here!

YOU SHALL NOT PAss up this episode of Hey I Like That Game. Are Jake and Tony limmidatha by Lord of the Rings: The Third Age? We never release our episodes late. Nor do we release them early. We release them precisely when we mean to. We also talk about Lord of the Rings stuff, Pokemon Conquest, Total Warhammer 3, Pocket Crystal League, Riff Trax The Game, & TUNIC. #propagatethepod Got a game suggestion? Interested in joining Try Hard Tuesday, the Nuzlocke League, or the Mario Golf Beer League? Reach out to us via social media or Email! Facebook: facebook.com/HeyILikeThatGame Twitter: @LikeThatGame Twitch: twitch.tv/heyilikethatgame Email: heyilikethatgame@gmail.com --- Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/hey-i-like-that-game/support

Most of us are aware of what bribing is. Afterall, it's not a secret that children can sometimes be really difficult. It reminds me of the iconic scene in the movie Lord Of The Rings where Gandalf the Wizard shouts “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”- That's what it feels like when you're running late and you need to them to just accept that the red cup is missing and you don't have anymore time to run around the house searching for it. They have their little feet firmly planted in front of the door with a pouty lip and arms crossed with the “you shall not pass…until the red sippy cup is found.” look. It's probably tempting to break out the M&M's and tell them “if you just get in the car this once without the red sippy cup then you can have some candy.” And I've talked about why bribing isn't the greatest long-term response before. Instead, you want to establish boundaries. However, the difference between boundaries and bribery actually isn't quite as obvious as parents tend to think. While you're probably not offering candy and treats in exchange for compliance, but those aren't the only forms of bribery. I see it often in my free parenting group The Parenting Posse– well-meaning parents offer advice to someone not realizing that they're actually suggesting a “bribe in disguise”. So, what's the difference and how can you tell if you're bribing your child or setting a boundry? Int this episode we will be sharing: Why you want to avoid bribery if you want to see long-term changes in their behavior How to tell the difference between bribery and setting boundaries Tips on how to set effective boundaries that work If you've found yourself overthinking how to get your child to listen or maybe even using bribery more often than you'd care to admit pop in for this week's Mudroom. Grab the Scripts to Manage the Top 10 Crazy-Making Behaviours: prnt.link/scripts Watch the video recording here: Join the Parenting Posse: prnt.link/group the Mudroom is recorded live every Wednesday at 1:30pm ET/ 12:30pm CT/ 10:30am PT on Facebook: facebook.com/arfamilyservices --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/mudroom/message

A wall. A great and powerful wall. Barely 6 feet tall and yet no one can cross it except our two hosts. That's a little weird right? They find themselves in a world of magic, mystery, and Michelle Pfeiffer flaunting that bod! We follow Tristan traveling across the mystical kingdom of Stormhold with Yvaine (the star), Septimus (the seventh son), and Ricky Gervais. From the mind of Neil Gaiman, the Sandman himself, we get a hero's journey of love and adventure graced by the feathered boa of Robert De Niro, not to mention a cast that's just stacked out of its mind. Seriously folks: Claire Danes, Ben Barnes, Charlie Cox, Henry Cavill, Sienna Miller, Peter O'Toole, and YOU SHALL NOT PASS. . . Sir Ian, Sir Ian, Sir Ian, Sir Ian. . . . We have to ask how this movie didn't make a bigger splash, I mean, BANG! (star joke)

YOU SHALL NOT PASS on listening to this episode. Long Walk Talks kicks off their Perfect 10s discussion with Stan's choice: The Lord of the Rings trilogy. Please excuse any dips in audio quality as we continue to settle in to our new location.  You can check out some of our older episodes on our YouTube channel: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-dpEKWvhcZoQ4PLu1HfUg-KXfWwrtnklYou can also check out more of Long Walk Productions' original content here: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCVrMG74aomWR_WQs7yYT6_gSocial Media Handles:Instagram: @longwalkpodcast, @this_is_a_takeoverTwitter: @longwalkpodcast

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One podcast to rule them all! It's the last episode of 2021 and the boys are walking their big, hairy, Hobbit feet back to December 19th, 2001 to celebrate the 20th anniversary of Peter Jackson's epic trilogy opener, THE LORD OF THE RINGS: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING. And throw on your fanciest wizard robe and polish your staff, because the boys are celebrating…themselves! Yes, it's the 2nd Annual Golden Sheila Awards! YOU SHALL NOT PASS up Episode 67 of Opening Weekend!“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo.“So do I,” said Gandalf, “and so do all who live to see such times.  But that is not for them to decide.All we have to decide is which song shall win the Golden Sheila for Best Hand-Fart.”It's December 2001 and The Fellowship of the Ring are being terrorized by Saruman and pursued by ravenous orcs.Meanwhile, in December 2021, that same Fellowship are being terrorized by Omicron and reviewed by ravenous dorks!While Sam and Frodo were forming a Fellowship in Middle Earth, Dan and Jason were forming their own Fellowship in Middle Village (Well, Astoria, but close enough). Jason wanted to invite Merry and Pippin but Dan said “Over my dead man-flesh!”Meanwhile, Fred was off in Cleveland playing the great Elvish composer, “Isengard Balrog.” (Who ended up changing his name to "Irving Berlin", because it sounded less Jewish) If you thought Gandalf perishing in the Mines of Moria was depressing, wait until ya hear the one about Fred's dead grandma! GIMLI some more of that, ‘miright?!?!And moving from self-indulgent melodrama to self-indulgent mega-nostalgia, the boys take some time to pat themselves on the back for a year well done and hand out the 2nd Annual Golden Sheila Awards!You'll be GaLADriel you tuned into Episode 67!

“You Shall Not Pass!” Journey to Middle Earth with Sam and Dylan as they discuss the first film in The Lord of the Rings saga, The Fellowship of the Ring! Chuck us a rating, review and remember to subscribe legends! We appreciate every little bit of support. Instagram - @deadsetdrongos Enjoy!

YOU SHALL NOT PASS the opportunity to listen to Dr. Matt Wilson talk about his extensive time spent in the Shire.

Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring: A Podcast is never late, Normies. Nor does it drop early. It arrives precisely when it means too - to kick off a new mini series! Your Normies Like Us hosts are getting ready to RING in the New Year by tackling all of the J.R.R. Tolkein works with the months long celebration “Lords of November and an Unexpected December!” So grab The One Ring and follow along as we travel from the Normies Like Us Shire and head all the way to Mordor while talking Hobbits, Elves, and Dwarves. You Shall Not Pass! (Without clicking the links below) Insta @NormiesLikeUs https://www.instagram.com/normieslikeus/ @jacob https://www.instagram.com/jacob/ @JoeHasInsta https://www.instagram.com/joehasinsta/ @MikeHasInsta https://www.instagram.com/mikehasinsta/

YOU SHALL NOT PASS!..  Up this episode!  Join us on the grand adventure with the Fellowship of the Ring!

X.X I wish i was pretty Tim admitted that might be the last wish he grants me this century; Wanna make history... but now I make dollars for callers, I'm all in my misery Misery: Listen to me! I didn't mean to see something in Sonny nobody should see And this shit'll make history; Guess i'm blessed, Now he's dead to me “Bless you” I said, As I sneezed when they cut off my- ... Now I live on a silver platter, I splatted: my hat's on the pavement Must be something ‘bout Asians, Cause every time I say ‘Amen' when I'm praying for Sonny, or Kayla Lauren, or whoever this demented demon that's chasing me-- Satan asks for a payment, and says “Hey! Now, a pop quiz in Mandaran, Learn to speak Spanish, fast, if you can, Cause american ignorance, laziness, complacency and impatience Is ending this country.” --It's ending this country, And the reason why I'm homeless is I decided to run for president and run from him at the same time, And then nobody wanted me Nobody wanted to see the things I would preach about, If they let me out, Of these restraints now; I'm not havin a cow or nothing, I mean i'm lactating, wait; Did he throw my 8 week baby at our other baby, Just to punch me? Broke it off with Sonny a decade later for throwing a Grammy Award at me; Literally and Action Figuratively Hasn't happened yet, But all of the future history I remember is vivid to me So he has to be Evil, I think To claim that he loves me all these infinite ways and dimensions, And then throw a demon instagram basic bitch at me Now she's the reason I bleed and can't eat for a week-- I'm tired of being Jesus, but he's still on his leave, and I'd probably be laughing if I wasn't magnetically attracted to half of the Industry's greatest I hate myself, I hate Dillon Francis and I hate him, But only ‘cause I can't make it to the banquet. I burned the sweater he gave me and left the blanket with my ex, I was stressed, yes, Left my luggage in Boston just to get to Dillon Francis at XS in Vegas and Write this: “WHY GOD!?!? WHY DILLON FRANCIS?!” Jumpin Jumpin, Destiny's Child June 4th, 2021 XS NIGHTCLUB, LAS VEGAS NEVADA See, I told you. There they go. I guess. Alright, where's Rick? He's here— I can smell him. That's— There he is. Mmm. Stop lookin nervous— I don't like this. Alright, that's good ^.^ Okay. Let's find this portal. Damn. Huh. Last time I was here, it was to see— Don't say Skrillex— —It was to see Skrillex. Fuck you dude. ——-ahhhhh——!!!!!! GET IN THE SHIP. —I AIN'T SIGNING SHIT— YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!!!! [WAPPING] alright, that's it! GOD!!! That's not my name. (It is.) —-what? Where are you going? ...We're going camping. All of us? ALL OF US. Oh, shit! Get IN THE SHIP. Woah. NOW! —- Ugh. Oooof. Bad. Get up. Ummm...who are you? Get up, you have to perform. Perform for WHAT? Come on, dude— —okay, first of all— Uh huh [A SUPERSTAR DJ] experiences the dance floor.. ...As a fan. But (I got nervous) what I meant to say, was DILLON FRANCIS is stuck in SUPACREE's body, and vice versa. She must perform in his place. Stop it, man. I have an itch, I'm gonna scratch! Not the ink. What is it? Don't touch it. Don't touch it. DON'T TOUCH THAT— —OR, DO. ‍ . . . ...I don't know. What do I do? Push the button. Which button, Gerald?! The PLAY button. You're a DICK It's ROUND— —what, your di—?! —NO, the BUTTON. WHICH FUCKIN BUTTON. Ooh, I got one. [the Motherf*ckers are fuck hunting] It appears as though they lost all their fucks— DILLON FRANCIS has plenty, because “Chandelier Lol. Pop. Bang. Ooh Oh. My God. What. Wake up. We're here. Im addicted It's lit lit Getting lifted Gifted shapeshifters sit in While I disintegrate my disinterest What is this? You're in it Did I mention I made you a sandwich, It's still in my kitchen Oh shit, the— “That's The Tallest Skrillex I've Ever Seen” Oh wow, tall. Never thought about that Thump thumps— Where'd they come from? This is nuts: What is this. This is earth. No. What is your life's, what is your life Where is your wife And why can't I get this shot right Right on time? Right? That's the guy, right? Might be— It might be time- Tame Impala I don't know, but I'm down for the night Going wild for the I I I forgot my line, like: Try to write an album on the dance floor All these lines, VI—what's that for? I'm free from, call me kudi I'm reborn Call me Lynard Skinnard. I'm a freebird Oh please— You got me weak in the knees Bitch please What are teeth? Take me out to chuckle cheese Tell me what your disease is, It's easy I'm a pleasure, I'll teach you Now let me get a drink Before I speak truth OH MY GOD. I love His fandom so much. Love the fandom, cause I am one Call me Katy imma go dumb Call me carnage, with a green thumb Drop the Bass up In Your face, I call it thump thumps What's for lunch Let's get drunk Don't make me go pop the trunk!!! Oh YOU! YOU! YOU! What's wrong with him, What'd they do to him. What's—wait. Look at that face. That is not the face of a free man. I'm a trash can. Yeah, well...that. Who's his master? I am. What!? Goddamn! I did that. What is that? A sandwhich? Just have half. WHOOOP-WHOOP! What! Whoop whoops?! It's MUCH too earty for Whoop Whoops! Far too early. Where's Chak Chel? oh my God!! Who's this LADY?! I'm in VIP Give me a sip I'm gonna get lit, eat chips with Chak Chel and then dip “What is this sauce?” It's ranch, dipshit. You're an ass NAH, I'm A PIÑATA. Bitch, I'm the boss, I wanna get lost in my thoughts, But I'm lost in the box I'm a rockstar, rockstar games. Or maybe Okay this: He has a man purse. I like him. What's going on?!!!! He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse, we like him He has a man purse— GET THAT S#iT BAMPHER: —You're in. I'm in VIP OH YOU FUCKIN WANNA BE LOOK AT MEEEEEE IM MR— There's Rick. Mx. Meesinks. Hi—I'm— Get this bitch [picture of SUPACREE/SKRILLEX/a whatthefuck] Yesssiiirrreeee Don't call me sir. SIR And— SERVANT Wait, there's more? SCRIBE/DARK LORD There's always more— SIR Aaanddd—I would like to be called “sir” SERVANT Excuse me? SIR Call me sir. Third eye itching, Let me stop and take a picture Switch it Feeling wishy washy, Kinda bitchy, kinda bossy— Where the party at? you lost me. Where the fuxk I park my car— It couldn't be that far— I— I— I— I— — I woke up on a farm God. WW U D IM ABOUT TO DO WHAT JESUS WOULDNT DO (Yes, I would.) Whoop whoop!! —Nope, still too early. OMG look. Birds! Becky, Becky, Sarah— Oh, there's Sarah! Wow, Nancy's recovering well, yeah? [NANCY, freshly out of her neck brace; attends her first show since “the incident”—after breaking her neck to EXCISION, her friends agree that DILLON FRANCIS will be a safe bet.] Damn, people don't give any type of fuxk whatsoever. Nope. [drinks] So what do we do? Have a drink. I'm a robot, now No home, no soul I'm a robot now, No friends, no phone I'm a robot now And I'm always all alone I should be proud but I'm a robot now {mixes with A.A., iambic} What is reality? That's not dancing. Let's just—no. No, l—no What the fuxk. What the FUXK!!! How did he get here?! Look at him. No, don't look. (Don't look at me.) Don't look at him. Aww. GET UP DILLON, it's time to go! What is time?? WHAT THE FOOOOOO1– posaqwwwwwwwwww—— GADDAAAAAAQAAAMN!!!! STAAAAAAHHHHP. Goddammit, what are you doing here?! Everybody's here. Nah. Nah. [everybody is there.] Nah. Got this catatonic obsession, Shoulda learned my lesson, There's a learning curve to everything; You finally taught me something Floor is so sticky, I can't even sit and meditate Can't even find the space to write this My mistake, not my guy, I guess? My idol, maybe friend? I know those eyes inside of mine each time I see them So what is freedom? So that's it, There's no love left It's just money and sex No new friends So that means No new beginning— And at the very least no new enemies— Please Gerald! Damn, you're hot. Okay, knock it off I got it. I got it. I told you this would happen. Doesn't it always? “Follow the eye” Or just DONT Time to go. I love that song. I almost wore that shirt; I love that song! I am that song. What. I think I need a day, or forever, maybe To get away Time flies when you fast; I just danced my last dance, Thanks, Dillon Francis. Now when I meditate and pray I can ask GODDAMN, what the fuck was that about Now where in the fuck is my hat,yeah Grab that piñata, Let's look at the map, Maybe tonight, imma get in a fight These white girls are like DANE COOK “MINE” Pelicans MINEMINEMINE Hot Vollyball Girls: MINE. Alright, that's enough. No, stay here. What the fuck. NO, STAY HERE. Okay, I—guess. NO, STAY HERE. Fuxk, the watchers. I thought they didn't want me here. He doesn't care?! Clearly— Clearly nothing—! Gather more evidence! What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? What in the world do you want from me? S Ū P ∆ Я E E.™ He's a very handsome man, the full package She's actually a retired dancer, turned rapper; The trash can and last kandi handler, Handed a band to a fan, that's reality shattering yeah What happens after? Back to camp, I guess. SWIPER Aww, maaaan. I just wanna hold hands with a piñata, but I can't; I just want the answers to the questions I asked, answered, but nah. Have you seen my left arm? It's self harm, and it's just harmless, a charm— All I did was send magic to that man, Laughed under my mask, but haven't had a chance to love again since the last man banned me from having ‘happy'; So I can't handle this thirst trap, I reverse that Mantra from can't to Yea I can, Now, Where is Pan at? Ask Hanzel After, actually, Scratch that, I said I'd never turn my back on him, but Here's my butt and my backpack. I'll see you at Bass Camp, Or a Mansion, Or @ a mention, And thanks for the graduation, I hate my name, and I'm famous, maybe But hey, I just want someone to know me, I'm really lonely, I owe money to every agency, The governments enslaving me by my name and a paycheck. I've written albums, but haven't gotten paid yet; I wrote a novel, about a man I'm willing to say I've never met, Cause I respected him— And the Sadness Never Ends, I made a fandom out of friends, How it ends is with a pen and paper, I guess My hands on the decks, I'm just an ambidextrous sexually ambiguous DJ bitch; And Dillon Francis is my favorite producer, cause I'm just a loser who refuses to lose it, Enough to end the pollution and politicians who use us for getting richer I snap a picture, no movement. So even though I wanted to, I didn't— No pictures, no press releases and no random bitches; I just saw him in a vision, and at least ten astral projections, Got a circle of protection, a lesson, Cause now I'm branded and stressing OWSLA kicked me out, CAuse I'm a Cow, But I can also be an owl I'm growling now, I'm on the prowl for anyone to let me out, I'm trapped And down, cause he's out of my league, And I like him now. AHHHGGG (Eggageratedly disgusted sigh) (busted) --WHAT? YOU WENT TO DILLON FRANCIS LAND--WITHOUT ME. Nooo...I didn't. YOU DID, and you had a GOOD TIME. It's always a good time... AGH-- AGHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! [One attacks, the other runs.]

Today we discuss Empyreal: Spells & Steam, designed by Trey Chambers and published by Level 99 Games! In Empyreal: Spells & Steam, players act as necromancers in an industrial age, using their skill and savvy to construct rails and connect a network of towns together in a competitive route-building experience. In this steampunk fantasy world, players must consider the efforts of their opponents while adapting their strategy as the game progresses. Connect cities. Bridge continents. And become the best baron of spells and steam.Learn more about Empyreal: Spells & Steam here.Should we play it again? Bring it to the channel? Never touch it again? Let us know by leaving a comment in playeditonce.com!-Time Stamps- 3:12 - Overview 7:35 - Context of Playthrough 8:54 - First Impressions  12:20 - True Finicky 14:07 - Different Depths 15:01 - Mid-Weight Tickets 16:16 - Adaptation in Empyreal 17:29 - You Shall Not Pass 18:23 - The Size of the Box 20:20 - Right or Wrong 24:46 - Did You Enjoy It? Would You Play It Again? Support the show (http://patreon.com/quackalope)

This week DJ gets back into the Lord of the Rings 4K Extended Edition Set and breaks down The Two Towers part ONE.  Also Listener comments, Movies & Scenes and more Home Theater fun.  Time StampsMovies and Scenes- 3:25 Listener Comments- 5:28 Two Towers Trailer- 12:15 Spoiler Free Comments- 15:25 Scene Reviews- 19:55YouTube Video To Help Support the Podcast you can sign up for a Monthly Donation HERE to become a Patreon Member

This week DJ gets back into the Lord of the Rings 4K Extended Edition Set and breaks down The Two Towers part ONE.  Also Listener comments, Movies & Scenes and more Home Theater fun.  Time StampsMovies and Scenes- 3:25 Listener Comments- 5:28 Two Towers Trailer- 12:15 Spoiler Free Comments- 15:25 Scene Reviews- 19:55YouTube Video To Help Support the Podcast you can sign up for a Monthly Donation HERE to become a Patreon Member

第五十課：Catchphrase /ˈkatʃfreɪz/ a well-known sentence or phrase, especially one that is associated with a particular famous person. 英文中許多知名的口頭禪或是名言都來自影視作品，這些更是美國大眾流行文化的重要根基。如果只要看幾部老片和有點歷史的電視影集，就能更認識美國文化，何樂而不為？ 今天跟大家分享幾個經典的catchphrase，尾聲還還開出了幾個題目，大家聽完後歡迎來踴躍搶答！ _____本集摘要_____ 流行大眾文化像是一個不斷在演化的有機體，常常讓人難以掌握。 由美式足球延伸出的英文諺語：give you the heisman 星際大戰：May the force be with you 星艦迷航記：live long and prosper 魔戒：You Shall Not Pass! 六人行：how you doing 宅男行不行：Bazinga 歡迎大家上FB《那些老外教我的事》粉專跟煥恩聊聊天 → https://www.facebook.com/LessonsFromLaoWai/ _____本集內容為2019年製作_____ 《那些老外教我的事》由好家庭聯播網：台中古典音樂台FM97.7，台北Bravo FM91.3聯合製播。 2020年最新內容，每週六的下午5點，可以在古典音樂台官網在線（http：// www .family977.com.tw）

Labyrinth sequel confirmed! Ryan Gosling as the Wolfman! As Ruby Rose puts down the cowl of Batwoman, who should pick it up? New Star Wars figures incoming! Catwoman turns 80!! The cast of Lord of the Rings joins Josh Gad for an episode of Reunited Apart. When it comes to podcasts, YOU SHALL NOT PASS (this up). Hit play for Nerd News Today!!

The trials of the Fellowship continue, as does the abject weirdness of this script! There’s man-on-man sexy blood magic, cryogenic stasis, and everyone’s favorite part of the books, where the only way into Moria is for Gandalf and Gimli to engage in some weird (and oddly racist) BDSM! Side note: Have you ever had a lost language BEATEN into you? With a stick? What am I saying? Of course you have! It’s a typical rite of passage, right? Right, guys? Right??Moving on, we get to see John Boorman’s take on Gandalf’s big (non-BDSM) scene. I was going to make a joke about how you need to subscribe or YOU SHALL NOT PASS, but it seems too on the nose, so I’m not gonna.But hey, if you want to join us for a livestream, just head over to www.patreon.com/TableReads and become a patron! You’ll also get early access to our episodes, AD-FREE, plus so much more!Our episodes are also available as in-studio videos on YouTube! Just go to YouTube.tablereadspodcast.com and subscribe!As always, you can reach out to us on Twitter @TheTableReads or find us on Facebook at www.Facebook.com/Tablereads If you’d like more information on this script, our friends over at Screenplay Archaeology did a whole episode on it, which you can find here: https://screenplayarchaeology.podbean.com/e/episode-54-lord-of-the-rings/

Today on the show Meg gets set up with a game of You Shall Not Pass, the Rugby World Cup hype is real and Celebrity Safe House gets a chance at redemption with a geography quiz.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Intro Well I'll be. It IS possible to melt concrete. Della Falls! Tallest Waterfall in Canada baby. Fighting to be positive! This phrase reminded us of Jason's phrase from episode 3, "forcing hope." In the end, Andrew and Sarah paddled 25Km and hiked 17Km in torrential rains. Hardest outdoor day of their lives but looking back, they're grateful for the experience. This! Is Obstacle Course. Episode Notes Emily was a referral from one of our past guests, Linda Hunter! You can hear Linda's INCREDIBLE episode here. Scaredy Squirrel. Anyone remember The Littlest Hobo? Beachcombers? Fresh Prince of Bel-Air? I remember binging all of those in the day. Alcohol and drug use provided Emily with temporary disconnection and relief. It gave her a false sense of healing but only increased the dis ease it promised to heal. Paxil promises healing from panic, anxiety and mood dis-orders but carries many notable negative side-affects. As with all prescritpions, do your research and consult multiple specialists before proceeding and if you do go on a medication, practice vulnerability if it isn't working. Conversations around the nature of sexual assault are needed now more than ever. If you or someone you know have been the victim of sexual assault, you need to reach out to your local professional and begin the process of healing. If you are looking for a strong and nuturing community, look no further than The Connection Project. You can connect with them on Facebook and Instagram. The Connection Project hosts a life changing event every fall! In 6-8, ten minute presentations (think TED talks), courageous people bare their soul by courageously sharing their darkness. This act of sharing creates deep connection by shedding a light on our shared human experience! This event sells out quickly so get your tickets now! John is honoured to be one of the presenters this year! He will be sharing his story of loss of faith and identity. Also, the podcast WILL be recording LIVE at this amazing event. :) We LOVE Lord of the Rings. Next time you are struggling with a negative thought, don't resist it or run away from it. Stand face to face and say, You Shall Not Pass. Then get on with your day. This is the Victoria Therapist who provided Emily with her healing through Eye Movement Desensitization Reprosessing (EMDR) The Haven on Gabriola works miracles. Their classic Come Alive programs have been transforming people for decades. Emily credits this amazing place as key in her own transformation.

Everyone please forgive us! We had some difficulties during recording and the audio isn't the best! (Sorry audiophiles, I know. I am one.) However! This episode is extremely funny, so give it a shot you dang butts. Weston is so much more prepared than we are. YOU SHALL NOT PASS... If you don't listen to Dog Cops: https://open.spotify.com/track/2OWJCbojVJxQI7I9lFsNdQ?si=uY63DIaPQzy6KuEFEQl-Qw --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app

I’m not sure if anybody’s ever done research on why Americans become rabid, buggy-eyed butt hornets when we get behind the wheel, but if they ever do figure it out, I want to be among the first ones to know. I know it’s easy to want to point a finger at the other guy - usually the middle one - when there’s one road, but more than one driver. But whenever something goes wrong, I’m finding that nine times out of ten, I’m the one with the problem. So I’ll call myself a butt hornet when it fits, but there’ve been occasions when I did nothing wrong and still got the raw end of the deal. I enjoy driving, for the most part, except when other people do things that get all up under my skin. I’ll list a few examples so you’ll get a solid picture of the kinds of things I’m talking about: Going too slow in front of me. Going too slow beside me. Going too slow when you’re pulling out in front of me. Going too slow when you’re making your turn in front of me. Pulling out in front of me. Making a turn in front of me. BEING in front of me, etc. There are too many more to list and I know full well that the issue is with me and my impatience. And I'm trying to learn to be a more gracious driver. I really am. But it's hard, especially when people ignore the rules. Take, for instance, the four-way stop sign. To the best of my knowledge, the driver's manual states that the right of way belongs to the driver who came to a complete stop first and in successive order, until all vehicular operators have made it safely through and on their merry way. That doesn't happen a lot of the time in the south where hospitality tends to be thrown around all helter-skelter whether it's needed or not. At least in my neck of the woods, people with the right of way, have an annoying habit of urging you to go first. Because they're nice and they're courteous and they won't have it mentioned to their grandma that they (gasp) went first! Nobody likes to be slapped in the back of the head and told, You's raised better'nat! I like me some southern hospitality, but not in traffic. You go first. No, you go. You have the right of way. Naw, naw. I insist - you go ahead of me, good suh! I will not do such. I'z raised better'nat. I've sat behind vehicles that were involved in an eternal volley of politeness that made me want to do something drastic like rolling down my window and screaming to them at the top of my lungs. "Somebody GO ALREADY! Hearses have gas pedals, ya know! School busses too, Mrs. Crenshaw!" And I'm sure all of the people in the funeral procession would feel the same way, even the dead guy. Hurry it up, Director, before somebody else gets my dang grave! It's probably just me that gets irritated by that kind of thing, really. I just feel like we should all know the rules and if we'll follow them to the letter, traffic will move a lot more efficiently. Follow the rules to the letter, you say? Are you telling us you've never gone a mile over the speed limit then? I have to be honest ... that's not what I'm saying. Truth is, I have a lead foot and I've had to curb that in the interest of my health and also the health of my wallet. But I'm not the only person who misbehaves on the road. You should be in the car with my wife some morning if she hasn't gotten the chance to pet an animal. But we're not talking about her Mr. Hyde personality when she's yet to yell, "KITTEH!" and nuzzle the belly of a feline. No, I'm the one on the couch here. In my early twenties, I worked in a profession I loathed from day one. Stories from the world of small loans is a whole other episode and I've definitely got some interesting stuff to tell you about that part of my life, but for now, just know that a husband trying to jump over the counter to fight me on my very first day put a bad taste in my mouth for the collections industry. Needless to say that because of hating that job from the start, I dreaded going in every morning and my commute was an irritation, too. It took me about thirty minutes one way and I had to drive around South Carolina backroads to get there as quickly as possible. One morning was particularly bad and to this day, I point to what I'm about to tell you as one of the reasons I get so completely out of sorts with bad drivers in front of me sometimes. Let me paint a picture for you. I was already running late, which meant I had a certain criteria I expected drivers in front of me to follow and it was very simple: At least go the speed limit. Is that hard? I didn't think so. I never think so. In fact, it's still one of the top criteria I expect from you if I happen to get behind you on the road. And for the record, I won't ride your tailpipe unless you're just being ridiculous about it. Anyhoo, it turns out that halfway through the commute, just as my coffee had started to get cool enough to drink and I'd actually come to terms with the fact that I'd be late and calling people to tell them they had to pay on their loan would be blissfully delayed for a little longer, I got behind a young woman in an old hatchback, going about 15 miles under the speed limit. Imagine my joy at being behind her on an old country back road where you don't get many chances to pass and if you do, there's probably going to be 57 cars coming the other direction. I didn't want to call people and ruin their mornings any more than those people wanted to be called, but I also didn't like getting fussed at for being late. So you might be able to come up with some of the words I probably let slip out while I was behind her - words I can't use here, but went colorfully beyond the initial commentaries of, "Can you not see the speed limit?!" or "The gas pedal is ON THE RIGHT!" or maybe even "I WILL CUT YOU!" Of course, she couldn't hear me. I know it was a she because of what happened next. After a couple of missed opportunities to pass because there was a parade going on in the opposite lane when the center line was broken and it was legal to, I finally saw it, bright and glowing with a choir of angels singing and pointing the way ahead ... AHHHH ... Come thou labored and weary vehicular operator ... pass and be weary no moooooorrrre! So I did. I pressed my foot to the accelerator and felt the heavenly vibration of a motor picking up speed and chewing up the asphalt as God intended. But something was wrong. As I moved into the oncoming lane to pass, the car ahead of me sped up and I had to press the gas harder. But the woman in the old hatchback also pressed harder so that I had to go way faster than I wanted to in order to get around her and the line was about to go double up ahead due to a looming sharp curve. As I made it even to her car, I looked over and the woman ... hold on while I take a deep breath because this part still gets me madder'n a yella jacketr at a picnic ... (deep breath aaaannnnndddd relax) ... She looked at me, shook her head as if to say, NO. YOU SHALL NOT PASS! and sped up more. I panicked and looked behind me, but the line of cars that had moved up to fill in where I'd been was too long and my only option was to channel my inner Earnhart and go NASCAR fast to get around her, which would have been fine, but ... I got back over into my lane just after the legality of my passing ran out before the curve. Which would have been fine, but ... I hadn't had a chance to slow down to the speed limit from the insane amount of speed I had to get to in order to pass the witch in the old hatchback. Which would have been fine, but ... The first car in the line coming around the corning in the opposing lane was a State Trooper. Yeah. He licked his chops and threw on the lights immediately and my goose was cooked. He didn't want to hear my excuse. He didn't care about my story titled, The Ho In The Hatchback. All he was concerned with was the fact that I was going lightspeed and passing on a double yellow line. And he was rude about it. With how our noble law enforcers are paid way too little for their sacrifice, I assumed maybe he'd gotten a call that morning from a bill collector or something, because he seemed to be in a really bad mood. I don't know what the woman's problem was. Maybe she saw me railing at her about her slowness in her rearview mirror before I passed and that set her off. If so, that ought to be a lesson to me. It's funny, I've gotten insulted when it was the other way around before. I was once driving at exactly the speed limit and a redneck in a pickup truck was riding my tail so close that I could smell his breath. Boon's Farm, anyone? He didn't like me going the speed limit, but I wasn't going to speed just to make him and the tooth he had left happy. He eventually got the opportunity to pass me and did. He needed a muffler, by the way. Not sure if he knew it or not. I shook my head when he went by and as he was moving back over into the lane, I assume he had to put down his bottle of Boon's Farm before sticking his arm out the window and flipping me the bird. That actually made me laugh. Once again, I was on my way to work one morning when a carload of rednecks got behind me. I assume everybody who acts like an idiot is a redneck because so often ... they are. And once again, they rode my butt so close I could smell their cologne. High Karate anyone? I like to drive the speed limit or just over it, maybe by five miles an hour or so. I've had too many speeding tickets over the years and I don't care for them. But five miles over wasn't good enough and the crazy thing was, they had plenty of opportunities to pass. I still don't understand why these people stayed behind my car to harass me, but they did. Later, they turned off, but not before apparently thinking it would just be hilarious to call the cops and give them my license plate number and vehicle description, telling them I was driving drunk. So I'm minding my own business, coming into town and sipping my coffee because it had just gotten cool enough to drink, and a city policeman slips in behind me without my noticing. The scenario went a little something like this. "Know why I pulled you over?" "No, officer. I don't think I was speeding. If I was, it wouldn't have been more than four or five miles an hour over because I'm a good driver, even if I sometimes get frustrated with women of ill repute who cause me to have to speed and pass on a double yellow line, but that didn't happen, so no. I can't say that I do." "Well somebody called us saying you were driving all over the road and it looked like you were drunk. Have you had anything to drink today, Mr. ..... Blackston?" (I'd handed him my license and registration without him having to ask. I know the drill.) "Yes, sir. Orange juice and this coffee." (He laughed, which was a good sign.) "I didn't think you'd had any alcohol. I've been following you for a while and you've done nothing to make me have to pull you over, but when we get these calls, we have to check it out, you understand? I'm going to have to give you a breath-a-lizer, which you can refuse, but if you do, I have to make you get out of the car and do some physical tests." "I'll take a breath-a-lizer." (Which I did and the results made him laugh again.) He apologized for the inconvenience and I told him there was no apology needed and I hoped he didn't get any calls from bill collectors. I told him who I suspected made the call and why and he said it wasn't unusual for people to waste time and resources like that. That was uncomfortable and unnecessary. I was the one not breaking the law, well ... not by much. And it wasn't like they young hooligans playing a prank. They were not nice people who tried to ruin my day. The jokes on them. I got a funny story out of it. It did bother me until I realized nobody I knew drove by while I was getting a breath-a-lizer done. If it had happened on the main drag through town, there would have probably been a blurb about it on page three of the paper right next to an article about how Blackberries don't grow like they used to and a piece describing a local marketer's pitch to Boone's Farm about rolling out a High Karate flavored brew. My temper and my mouth are a constant process of improvement, though and as much as I still say things I shouldn't and then wish I hadn't, especially when I'm behind the wheel, there was a time when I was a lot worse about it. I make no secret or apologies that I'm a follower of Christ. But for a while back in my twenties, I lost my way and became somebody I'm not proud of - somebody my wife eventually had to tell me she was at times embarrassed to be around. For reasons I won't go into in this episode - maybe in a different one - I went through a phase of using extremely foul language and not just around my peers. It got to where I relished the idera of saying something that made other people uncomfortable. I thought they'd look up to me as a renegade - maybe somebody they secretly wished they had the guts to be like. I was absolutely not behaving in a way Jesus Christ would approve of and whether or not you see things the way I do spiritually, is beside the point. I knew what I sincerely believed, but had strayed from it. What does this have to do with road rage, Michael? Nothing so far, but wait. It's about learning to control myself and an amazing thing that happened which you're welcome to consider a coincidence, but I truly and totally do not. It was a miracle - a gift directly from God and an immediate answer to prayer. I used to work at a large market radio station on the weekends in Greenville, SC. Overnights. It didn't pay much, but I hadn't been married long and we needed the money from a second job. The overnight weekend shift made it easy to get away with things on-air that should've gotten me fired. There was a Friday night at the end of a week long revival at my church and the preacher had made a point that stuck with me. He said you don't have to act like a Christian. Nobody does - it's your choice. But don't say you're a follower of Christ in one breath and act like the devil in the next. Be what you are and own it, basically. That night it hit me that I was living two lives and I needed to decided which one it was gonna be that defined me. I believed in Jesus Christ and that He is who He says He is. I decided that if I was going to be a man of integrity, I had a choice to make, but I couldn't have it both ways and so I re-dedicated my life. There was an issue, though. I could put an end to being a jerk and trying to behave in ways that weren't becoming of a Christian. Unfortunately, the language and temper thing was a bigger hurdle and on my way to work at the station that night, I asked God to take that from me. I told Him I couldn't do it on my own and that this was one of those things I'd need the Holy Spirit to intervene on. And it worked. I'd tried to tame my tongue before, but suddenly it felt true and I actually cried all the rest of the way to the station. Jump ahead a couple of weeks and I'm on the way there again. I'd made the decision to quit the station because I could find extra work elsewhere in a place that wasn't so tempting to slide back into my old ways and somewhere else would probably pay better anyway. But I'd given them a few week's notice and this was one of my final weekends. The road is dark and desolate for a stretch just before you get to the interstate and it was there that my back left tire decided to blow. This was before cell phones were in everybody's hand and I didn't have one. It was also before I made enough money to have anything fancier for a jack than one of the cheapie kind that comes with the car and starts to buckle about two inches into the lift. And I had no flash light. Perfect. I pulled to the side of the road, got out, and could see in the moonlight that my tire was completely flat. I wanted to cuss. No, that's not right - I wanted to fly into a profanity laced tyrade that would include, but not be limited to, screaming it at the top of my lungs and throwing something through the window of my car. I started to do that. I started to cuss - we call it cuss in the south, get used to it - and I think I might have actually kicked the side of the car. But then there was a voice in my head. not audible, but that soft, comforting voice and it reminded me of my new dedication and that while nobody else was around and it was late at night, I needed to exercise control in reverence to my promise, because it will be honorable to God. So I calmed down and prayed. I said I was sorry and that although I didn't know what I was going to do because the jack I had wasn't going to be enough and I had no light, I would obey and trust in Him. I calmly took the spare out of the back, still praying, and the moment I set it against the car, there were headlights that appeared over the hill. I hoped they would stop and I hoped they would be nice to me. I could be robbed, murdered, tortured there and nobody would know it. The driver topped the hill and came to my position, pulling their car in behind me in a manner that suggested they expected to find me in need of some help. The driver left on his lights so that my car was illuminated and because of that, I couldn't tell much about them, other than it was a man. A very, very, incredibly large man. He was both tall and wide and could have had whatever way he wanted with puny little me. He didn't say anything when he got out, but went directly around to his trunk and took out one of those impressive hydraulic jacks, the metal bar that went with it, and a lug wrench. I already considered him a miracle. God had taken no time in answering my prayers and I wanted to thank him for stopping. "You don't know what an answer to prayer you are." He didn't reply. I thought it was odd, but he might be in a hurry - maybe even not really happy to have to help someone, but obligated, so he just wanted to get it over with. He bent and started working on my tire. "I can do the work. I hate to make you do it," I told him. Nothing, not even a nod. "My names Mike. What's yours?" He looked up at me sternly and put up a hand to shush me, but still, he refused to say a word. I started to get a little bit irritated. I mean, if you didn't want to help, fine. I'd figure something out. But if you're gonna stop and lend a hand, at least you don't have to be rude about it. I kept all of that to myself, though, and shut up until finished. When he was done, he took his tools back to his car and put them in the trunk, then walked back to where I was standing. "Thanks again. Can I give you anything for your trouble?" He put up a massive paw again and reached into his back pocket for his wallet. From there, he pulled a worn, feathered at the edges business card and handed it to me. I don't remember what it said his name was, but here's what it said his title was: Pastor for the church of the deaf, mute, and blind. He left me the card and shook my hand, then turned back toward his car. I thought about calling out my thanks again, but didn't. I don't think he would have heard me and he wouldn't have been able to tell me, you're welcome. I'm a lot older and wiser now and it stabs me every time I think about the fact that I misplaced the card and never got a better chance to show my appreciation. Maybe that was the way it was supposed to be. But now, if I'm about to totally lose it, that miracle is brought to mind and the lesson in it that might have been overwhelmingly silent, but that I heard loud and clear. And it calms me. Rage is natural and anger is justified at times. Just don't let it define you.

YOU SHALL NOT PASS...this episode up! Join us as we explore the deep lore and history of the Lord of the Rings trilogy, as well as the deep lore and history of the stupid things we did in high school. NEXT WEEK: Game of Thrones Leave a rating/review on iTunes for a shoutout! Email Us with Topic Suggestions: FanDumbPod@gmail.com Twitter/IG: @FanDumbPod

Spam, The Knights Who Say Ni!, Dead Parrot, He's Not The Messiah (he's a very naughty boy), You Shall Not Pass!, Mr Creosote, Every Sperm is Sacred... o legado do Monty Python é extenso e importante. O Netflix incluiu todo o Flying Circus e os três filmes no catálogo, então aproveitamos pra mergulhar um pouco na história da trupe que mudou a comédia pra sempre.Recomendações:[0:05:43] Destiny 2 [PC, PS4, XBONE][0:07:50] Super Mario Odyssey [Nintendo Switch][0:08:45] South Park: The Fractured But Whole [Multiplataforma][0:11:40] Monty PythonInspirações/trabalhos precursores:Do Not Adjust Your SetNot Only, But AlsoQ5The Frost ReportMonty Python’s Flying Circus [Netflix]Filmes:And Now for Something Completely DifferentMonty Python and the Holy Grail [Netflix]Monty Python’s Life of Brian [Netflix]Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life [Netflix]Outros trabalhos:Fawlty TowersA Fish Called WandaBrazilTime BanditsDocumentário Monty Python: Almost the Truth - The Lawyer’s CutÚltimo show: Monty Python Live (Mostly): One Down, Five to GoThe Kids in the HallPra falar com a gente: facebook.com/podcastcatchingup podcastcatchingup@gmail.com twitter.com/ddonato twitter.com/odesinformante Always Look on the Bright Side of Life! See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.

YOU SHALL NOT PASS, on this great episode of tripping balls in the Rain Forest. 1 nerd vs 2 hobbit hating nerdbags, will have you asking yourself a very vital question, what in the same hell are you doing listing to these guys! Stay tuned as this is sure to be a windy ride!

Welcome to this Long Expected Party...er....episode! Aly & Sarrah both love the Lord of the Rings, and Aly will not pass up an opportunity to talk about Ian McKellen soooo... WELCOME TO ANOTHER TWO-PARTER! There was way too much research and information to fit into one episode, so as we did before, this episode will talk about the source material and animation studio stuff, and next week will get into the specifics for this movie. So let's begin this week's journey (no shortcuts to mushrooms please!) Aly takes us on a lovely biography of author J.R.R. Tolkien (heard of him?), which includes a beautiful love story that we couldn't make up if we tried. She also dives into the history and details of the Lord of the Rings and its complete legendarium. We discuss a bit about the languages, reviews, scholarly thoughts, and even talk about those damn eagles. Sarrah gives us an in-depth look at the very controversial, and very innovative Ralph Bakshi (who directed this movie). His work tends to err on R or X rated, so be wary if you look into it. We're not quite sure how we feel about some of his stuff, but he was certainly a trailblazer who was looking to broaden the world of animation, and we love him for that! We also hit up what Lord of the Rings has inspired and influenced. This, of course, means we get a little sidetracked by the fantastic Peter Jackson movies, so prepare to learn a little bit about them (and New Zealand tourism). And after that, YOU SHALL NOT PASS! Until next week, when you come on back for all the details on the Bakshi animated movie. Podcast Music By: http://www.bensound.com/royalty-free-music

Motorcycle rides, races, flat track, interviews... we've got it all. Welcome to episode 94. In this episode we talk to a couple riders. One on the street, one on the track. The Gentleman is none other than legendary mile-gobbler Paul "Bri Viffer". He recounts his experience on the 2017. Distinguished Gentleman's Ride. If you've never done the DGR before, it's a ride that was started by Mark Hawwa of Australia in 2012. Initially it was just a ride to show the general public that hipsters on vintage bikes aren't the wankers that sport bike squids and Harley Outlaw Bikers are. After the success of the first year's ride, however, Hawwa quickly decided that the ride could be used to support a worthy cause. In 2013 the DGR partnered with the Movember foundation to raise awareness for prostate cancer, and later would include mens mental health awareness. The ride has grown from 2,500 riders in 2012 to 56,000 riders worldwide in 2016. I can't wait to see what the 2017 numbers yield. For more information on the DGR you can follow these links: https://www.gentlemansride.com/ https://us.movember.com/ The second interview on this week's show is with another mile-gobbler, but this one's a little different. He gobbles dirt miles, along with TTs, and smaller ovals. Co-Host Chris Wiggins took over interview duties at Perris Raceway this week, and had a sit-down with AFT privateer Jeffrey Carver Jr. - The Wizard!! Turns out Wiggins has some great interviewing chops, and Carver is a dude with a thousand stories, all of them good. Both Chris and Jeffery will be out at Perris Auto Speedway (not Raceway) ripping in the RSD National Hooligan Flat Track Series, and the AFT National Flat Track series respectively. It ought to be a radical night of sideways action, and hopefully both riders can put in podium finishes. Good luck to both of you, I know you've worked hard to get where you are. And Jeffrey, remember the words of another powerful wizard when you're out there tomorrow night - "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!!" ~ Gandalf. Also send your spooky ride stories, crazy scary artwork, or even a kooky songs about ghosts, road and motorcycles to: creativeridingpodcast@gmail.com. Our Halloween episode is coming up, and we want to hear your tales of horror. Rusty Butcher's Trackercross II: Halloween Edition and Hell On Wheels Halloween Hillclimb are also coming up, so get your costumes ready and party down! creative riding can be found here: www.creative-riding.com www.facebook.com/CreativeRidingPodcast creativeridingpodcast@gmail.com www.creative-riding.tumblr.com instagrams: podcast- @creativeridingpodcast Chris - @wiggzero9 @socal_hooligans twitter: @Creative_Rider Leave a review in iTunes, Stitcher, Google Play, Sound Cloud, or wherever you get your podcasts!

Sam and Josh explain how recording an episode went wrong, how josh terrorised a neighbour with his childhood nakidity, and Sam screwd up more travel plans.

YOU SHALL NOT PASS up the opportunity to listen to the panel take on Lord of the Rings: Return of the King! This RoseArt title gives players a chance to take on all the major characters of the Peter Jackson movie as Frodo tries to destroy the One Ring while trembling under the gaze of Sauron. A roll and move game about a major movie license made by a crayon company? What could possibly go wrong?

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So much good stuff crammed into two hours...  Everything from Mexican restaurants in San Diego (Dude Food!) to great movies in Australia, plus cars, trucks, beers and guns. .45 Phil, Nick the Trick and Justin Fort bore down to the details on a host of gearhead funsauce, including learning to enjoy King Crimson and the Beta Band (but not at the same time), plus finding and using a diamond hole saw for tile, "unhonest" VS "dishonest", the Garage Hour's new fort in the River Thames, old Nazi flak towers (You Shall Not Pass), hissing beetle death, eating vegans (because Phil's going vegan), crashing Bugattis, the government getting into your car (and where it goes, who's in it and how fast you're going), and a little about the upcoming tactical shoot at Lemon Grove Rod & Gun Club. It's a great episode of Hank Watson's Garage Hour - get it now.

EPISODE 100!! Holy crap we made it! Without killing each other! So we celebrate by finally forcing Krissy to watch all 3 of the Lord of the Rings movies for the very first time! FINALLY! And guess what? It only took TEN FRIGGIN' DAYS! Did we mention we watched the Extended Editions? Cause we did! And it took FOREVER. If you're looking for a serious discussion about LOTR, you've come to the wrong place. If you want to hear 2 people talk about Frodo acting like a wuss, Gandalf changing colors inexplicably, the dastardly villains Sourman and Sourpuss, Friends #1 and #2, Gollum's similarities to a family member, Lunesta dragons, lots of walking and then battles and then more walking... Plus impressions aplenty, YOU SHALL NOT PASS this opportunity to join in the celebration! Rated PG-13ish with only a few bouts of swearing and juvenile humor about where to hide your RING!