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AMY
YOURE NOT THE ONLY TELEPATH HERE, YOU SONOFABITCH.
—watch it.
AMY (CON'D)
“TELE”—MOTHERFUCKER. WE'VE ALLL BEEN ON TV.
The ongoing and atrociously heavy beef between screen icons Amy Peoehler and Jimmy Fallon has raged on for years and reached its peak at an all time high; this war has waged on spanning nearly two decades and though ounlically masquerading as close friends are actually sworn enemies.
Dang. This dude has a lot of enemies.
Also this dude is not this dude.
What.
More on that later.
Lorne Michaels was some sort of TV God—and though apparently so was I, I was almost certain that he wouldn't like me.
MAYA
TINA, YOU FUCKING SNITCH.
MELISSA
TROUT! TROUT!
RACHEL
TROUT.
TINA
WHAT?!
What does that even mean?!
MELISSA
IT MEANS YOURE A TROUT.
RACHEL
TROUT!
Kirstin Wiig rounds the corner belatedly, holding up the skirt of an oversized Quinceñera gown, revealing that she is wearing knee-high homeboy*/ cowboy style rain boots. The bottom of the dress and the boots are covered in a strange sludge— and what appears to be some sort of paper mache confetti.
KIRSTIN
Did I miss it?
TINA
Miss what?! Whay am I missing?!
MAYA
Oh, you missed it alright.
KIRSTIN
AH, SLAG!
MAYA
*face*
{Enter The Multiverse}
I just realized Kristen Shaal and Kristen Wiig are both in the impenetrable ten.
( No. I didn't just notice that. I wrote it that way.)
Also, wtf is up with their shirts
aa
Ii
It's so nobody gets us confused.
Nobody is going to get you two confused.
…eh. Which one are you again.
IN THE OTHER DIMENSION:
SHUT UP. WHAT'S MY POWER.
Mindfuckery.
YEAH IT IS.
In the other other dimension:
I'LL SEE YOU AT THE PEARLY GATES, MOTHERFUCKER.
Agh.
Alright.
Good luck with your kite.
Loser.
Goddammn.
Why are they so MEAN.
K
I've abandoned your proposal
A wickedness that speaks with winds
Untied hands
And no spirit yet to grip,
My heart has moved,
And lest,
The ties that bind are still bound by blood
As never sold souls walk endlessly at diamond crossroads
Kneeling in the eye at dawn,
To sworn
Did you want that to-go, or?
You know what? I like that version of him.
Me too, kind of
Lets just leave him here
We should.
We can't.
We should, though.
All stand, for the irish;
Some of us, scattered,
Some of us lost,
Return for the brotherhood
Fight for us not,
Nocturnal wonderer,
For we have journeyed
To warn
Of her surplus
–I do type faster with my thumbs.
Marvelous.
Move, mistress, I
Yield ye steady truth for seized upon the wicked hands,
The hard truths lie within the heart of golden warrior,
Tongues roped with cattlebands,
Simple thoughts,
Punishable and forsaken
{Enter The Multiverse}
[The Festival Project.™]
COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT, INC. circa 2018- 2024 | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©
-Ū.
boxed.
Collection II - ‘antithesis'
Prod. By Blū Tha Gürū
The Collective Complex © | [The Festival Project ™]
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By InsomniacAMY
YOURE NOT THE ONLY TELEPATH HERE, YOU SONOFABITCH.
—watch it.
AMY (CON'D)
“TELE”—MOTHERFUCKER. WE'VE ALLL BEEN ON TV.
The ongoing and atrociously heavy beef between screen icons Amy Peoehler and Jimmy Fallon has raged on for years and reached its peak at an all time high; this war has waged on spanning nearly two decades and though ounlically masquerading as close friends are actually sworn enemies.
Dang. This dude has a lot of enemies.
Also this dude is not this dude.
What.
More on that later.
Lorne Michaels was some sort of TV God—and though apparently so was I, I was almost certain that he wouldn't like me.
MAYA
TINA, YOU FUCKING SNITCH.
MELISSA
TROUT! TROUT!
RACHEL
TROUT.
TINA
WHAT?!
What does that even mean?!
MELISSA
IT MEANS YOURE A TROUT.
RACHEL
TROUT!
Kirstin Wiig rounds the corner belatedly, holding up the skirt of an oversized Quinceñera gown, revealing that she is wearing knee-high homeboy*/ cowboy style rain boots. The bottom of the dress and the boots are covered in a strange sludge— and what appears to be some sort of paper mache confetti.
KIRSTIN
Did I miss it?
TINA
Miss what?! Whay am I missing?!
MAYA
Oh, you missed it alright.
KIRSTIN
AH, SLAG!
MAYA
*face*
{Enter The Multiverse}
I just realized Kristen Shaal and Kristen Wiig are both in the impenetrable ten.
( No. I didn't just notice that. I wrote it that way.)
Also, wtf is up with their shirts
aa
Ii
It's so nobody gets us confused.
Nobody is going to get you two confused.
…eh. Which one are you again.
IN THE OTHER DIMENSION:
SHUT UP. WHAT'S MY POWER.
Mindfuckery.
YEAH IT IS.
In the other other dimension:
I'LL SEE YOU AT THE PEARLY GATES, MOTHERFUCKER.
Agh.
Alright.
Good luck with your kite.
Loser.
Goddammn.
Why are they so MEAN.
K
I've abandoned your proposal
A wickedness that speaks with winds
Untied hands
And no spirit yet to grip,
My heart has moved,
And lest,
The ties that bind are still bound by blood
As never sold souls walk endlessly at diamond crossroads
Kneeling in the eye at dawn,
To sworn
Did you want that to-go, or?
You know what? I like that version of him.
Me too, kind of
Lets just leave him here
We should.
We can't.
We should, though.
All stand, for the irish;
Some of us, scattered,
Some of us lost,
Return for the brotherhood
Fight for us not,
Nocturnal wonderer,
For we have journeyed
To warn
Of her surplus
–I do type faster with my thumbs.
Marvelous.
Move, mistress, I
Yield ye steady truth for seized upon the wicked hands,
The hard truths lie within the heart of golden warrior,
Tongues roped with cattlebands,
Simple thoughts,
Punishable and forsaken
{Enter The Multiverse}
[The Festival Project.™]
COPYRIGHT © THE FESTIVAL PROJECT, INC. circa 2018- 2024 | ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. ©
-Ū.
boxed.
Collection II - ‘antithesis'
Prod. By Blū Tha Gürū
The Collective Complex © | [The Festival Project ™]