Lil bitz I applied for a job as a high end furniture sales person. Then they asked how much experience I had in high end furniture sales. I told them five. “I consider myself high-end furniture.” {Enter The Multiverse} ROBERT DINERO You are you very well behaved. Who'd you get. ‘Science.' Physics? No, it just says “science” Oh, I get it… What's to get. You're in the—ahem— What is it? Special class. What. Guess what. [the class sits in confused silence.] YOU are special! [they remain silent] You are all special! [nothing] You are special— You are special— Thanks, T. I owe you one. One doesn't cover it! L E G E N D S —especially you, Jimmy. Which one? The teacher looks over the roll; there are three pages of ‘Jimmy', many of whom even have the same last initial. …all of you. [The Festival Project ™] WILL FERREL has changed his do-rag, but not the attitude, or somewhat offensive cultural habits that seem to have come with it. You better come correct! I am correct! Oh god. Is this what that dream meant. Somebody's been having lucid dreams. …so let's talk about this. I would rather not. I tend to treat my podcast audience like a therapy session. That way they know I'm messed up and broken just like them— like everybody else. But somehow, that doesn't translate onstage. It's Tuesday. I know that. Turn over, Timmy! No way! Just do it! JOSH is certain “Timmy Turner” is actually his old pal DRAKE; he'll only know for sure, however, by checking that he still is branded, with the scar from “the bull riding incident Are we doing a flashback. Not yet, but maybe— I don't know if we can afford it, I said NO. Please. Negatory. {Entet the Multiverse} Scribble scribble; I love Jimmy Kimmel I just put the joker to the riddle Dribble dribble Ball like Jimmy Kimmel I just put the cat onto the fiddle I like temperature like double digits I get mentions every time I finish Had to cut my mama off Cause it don't matter Had to cut my neighbor off That's a door slammer Had to file a report That'sadult matters Cause I'm building a rapport— That a dope mansion I be keepin it dark; That I don't mention I ain't in the army But I give em my attention That's a limp biscuit I did it then I didn't Impress if I'm presenten' Depressessed if I'm regressan {Enter The Multiverse} The Complex Collective © [The Festival Project ™] -Ū.