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Work it//boy oh boy//RATATA RATATA/TATATA Didn't I already do this? Hmm. There's gotta be one more. Maybe I don't know. Who cares! ALRIGHT, THATS IT. Calm down, man. NAH. GET THE FUCK OUT MY BASEMENT. What the frick?! GET OUT — NOW. *meanwhile* INTERMISSIOn Oh shit, what the fuck happened at intermission? Or, rather— What the fuck didn't happen at intermission. I'M GONNA KILL YOU, MOTHAFUCKA. Damn, she's scary in a New York accent AGGGHHJHHHJJJJJJJJJJ. When's the fight. Whenever it is. NEXT UP: DILLON FRANCIS HOT SAUCE BITCH SLAPS THE SHIT OUT OF DIPLO. UGH. Dude, this show is violent. When's Beyoncè coming? She's already here. What?! Where at?! With the whippets people. What, are you serious? What. No. Beyoncè doesn't do whippets! I said she was *with* the whippets people… not at it with them. What is her deal with the devil, anyway? THE ILLUMINATI just sign here. BEYONCÈ just a minute. BEYONCÈ Sign this for meZ THE DEVIL Why? BEYONCÈ just do it. THE DEVIL …mmkay. z.X hehe. I TOLD YOU BEYONCÈ WAS SKRILLEX. ?? Wait. Yes. If beyoncè is Skrillex, who is the devil? . . . CHAK CHEL Dillon, I need to tell you something. —what is it? CHAK CHEL I've been seeing somebody. —k, that's gross. CHAK CHEL You're gross, Dillon; I'm actually making you less gross just standing in your proximate location. DILLON FRANCIS —k, that's weird. You're sounding—younger. CHAK CHEL I told you, I've been seeing somebody. DILLON FRANCIS Ew—just—stop CHAK CHEL can't stop, Dillon—I stop, the whole world stops; you remember the last time that happened? DILLONNFRANCIS …no… FLASHBACK THE ENTIRE WORLD STOPS SPINNING ENTIRELY HUMANS/BUILDINGS FLY OFF *INSTANT EXTINCTION* ANIMALS: cool. ORHER ANIMALS: so fucking cool. MORE ANIMALS: so we can talk again ANIMALS: yeah we can talk again OTHER ANIMALS: the humans are gone now. Wait, wouldn't the animals fly off, too, at that speed? UNDERGROUND ANIMALS: no. Birds: hahahaha—holy shit. Insects and things: hm. We have to be careful how we're going about this thing, She's calling all our bluffs And seeing all our signs, And past them, even Reading between the lines, And even blurring them a bit, And everything we leave, she finds 3 steps ahead, but still behind And colorblind is just a word we use To keep divided But She finds it every time GAGA …28…29… you might be taking this assignment a bit too seriously. She lowers the rim of her dark tinted glasses by the frame to stare deeply into his eyes/ soul No, I'm crushing it, actually. First rule of improv: never say no NO. This isn't improv—this is strategy. NO. Fuck, man. What's up, dude I gotta hump something. I feel you. —I don't think you do. It's okay, man. We'll get you some pussy. I'm more of a dog person. You're funny, man. Yeah, fuckin hilarious. SUNNI BLŪ FUck bro. 9@-6c I guess we gotta— DIPLO. HEY— Ugh. What. It's this dude. DIPLO —HEEEEY— No, Dipshit, get the fuck outta here. ITS *diplo. Yeah I don't give a fuck, go away. THE FEDS AND SKRILLEX Lol what's this storyline That's like-the main storyline; the whole thing. THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES INVITES SKRILLEX FOR DINNER. This is bad. YO, Uh oh. WHERE'S THE OTHER HALF OF THIS ALBUM. —was it an album? It was half an album… Presumably, if Anti-Everything was technically finished in entirety two years ago. I am any man with eyes; I see the beauty in her lines —and every lie I am defiles her, Which defines me, As I am By design I'm not violent Kinda But would you mind it If I find ya Handsome so I ride it Aggressively Oh yes indeed it's just a tease You're stressing me I need replied for sexual repression (Your flesh on me) I'm in a rush In flushing queens To see evil knifes thrown by evil king I forgot I queued you up; All that love I sent Somebody probably went and Booed you up I'm too screwed up Too screws loose, abused and such Just booze for brunch No captain crunch Just jack without the crack and such Fuck. {Enter The Multiverse} [The Festival Project.™] COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT 2023 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. © -U.