Lil bitz

So I'm watching this is it

I love Michael Jackson,

So I have this movie queued up for a couple days

And I finally get to watching it,

And it's been a quiet few days

So I'm watching this movie in like silence.

And it's so eerie to watch Michael Jackson rehearse in this like full stadium for nobody at all—

Almost like, telling of the actuality of him impending death— but I'm watching this, and I'm like, really into it, you know, paying attention to all the details, and it gets to the part, one of my favorite songs:

And it's showing him rehearsing like Jam, and you know, it's one of my favorite songs so I know all the words, and he's dancing— going like 110% in rehearsal.

I trained in dancing for a little bit— most people don't do that. In rehearsal it's usually conserving your energy and just about the mechanics of everything, you know, the rehearsals leading up are like “75-80%” you know the drill, you get it down, but you conserve your energy for the big rehearsals— the dress rehearsals and the opening nights and the entirety of the tour— you don't want to burn our.

But not Michael Jackson.

This dude is going 400% at rehearsal, everytime you see him, which is why he's the absolute catalyst of professionalism for performance.

But I'm watching him rehearse this at full, max-level energy, and he's aiming

“Jam! Jam!”

And I'm thinking about how literally this is just before he died, and he's really going all-in singing

“Jam! It ain't too much for me!”

And I can't help thinking about the irony of this, is that…

‘Like, actually, it is.”

Like it was too much for him… because he did this—

And then died shortly after.

So the irony, to me, was like

“It ain't too much for me!”

I'm like

“Yes it is.”

It was too much for him.

I couldn't help but notice the irony.

“It ain't too much for me!”

“Yes it is Michael! Sit the fuck down”

Or better yet, dawg—

Lay down….(mwahaha)

Said, Conrad.

“Let's take a nap, shall we?”

Too soon?

Okay, I get that his death was ruled a homicide:

But here's my reverse conspiracy theory.

I don't think he was murdered.

I think he was ‘exited'

No, not executed,

“exited”

Like, after all that, Michael was just like

“ok , i'm getting off here. that's…that's enough.”

Or like, we already knew he was immortal and wasn't gonna die anyway, of like, just natural causes.

“Might as well make it a spectacle.”

“This is it!”

(lol that joke still works 15 years later, I guess. The movie is on youtube for free right now so, it's relevant.

Its relevant.)

{Enter The Multiverse}

Every time I stick my hand in the middle of a papaya I wish I had a dick so I could warm it up and fuck it.

Top Ten Best Fruits of All Time

to be fair, I wrote the papaya joke before continuing my obsession with michael jackson in the monumental comic atrocity.

Fair.

You'd have to warm it up, though.

He said,

“Don't say shit”

To this day it still don't make sense

She didn't give a whisper,

Slick tongue, six-nine

Try dialogue

but nothing she could try to find in time,

And so, he counts from one to five

and with the lies had come down to talk

With the conclusion that after all,

She couldn't do this

And the story once to be told

Now was none

I dream in beforehand

Secrets and premonitions

Now you don't need me,
I seek to bleed, sequence

Ten seconds, initiated in the heartfire

Words now?

None I never thought of

Before now,

Now come.

lol remember when Skrillex followed me to Brooklyn?

Lol.

Didn't I hide in a closet?

I don't remember.

Did I hide in the closet?

What made me look that up?

Curiosity killed the cat.

Where the fuck is my cat, anyway?

Atticus Catticus?

The truth is,

I think Skrillex might just be one cold hard murderer;

I think Sonny hides behind his good looks and non subtle genius—

I think I hide my eyes, cause I can't find them;

The original pair went into the air,

With The Rock And The Kite,

And with all the despair in the world

I like peaches and pears,

After all,

This is no random circumstances

That you might have canned them,

Then a penny for a power

Just to recind how I did spend

My last hour.

Don't worry about that!

I don't!

Don't look and don't touch!

I didn't!

Don't gawk and don't talk back;

I can't.

I never quite abandoned anything so quite as badly

As my own Cuban sandwhich

Back in the cabbana,

BRIAN CRANSTON

Howdy partner!

Goddammit, not right now!

BRIAN CRANSTON

If not now— WHEN?

I don't know when!! Okay?!

BRIAN CRANSTON

No, not okay!

I'm not okay!

Well, why? What?

BRIAN CRANSTON

I'm not okay!

BRIAN CRANSTON is not okay .

AHHHHJJJJ!!!'nnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!'nnn

Why is this map still open?!

I don't know! The moderators won't close it.

ANNE HATHAWAY harpoons a large subway rat.

Guh! Fuck New York! I'm so over this?

Don't you like trademark love New York?!

Well not if I'm poor!

Ah shit. We're back on the timeline where all the celebrities are poor?!

SOME OF US NEVER LEFT.

ALRIGHT, WHERE'S BIEBER?

Let's just be honest about this unforgiving all out brawl between JUSTIN BIEBER and DEADMAU5 (JOEL ZIMMERMAN) being the trailer park trash event of the century.

Oh by what fate have these circumstances foreseen us in such a miserable and yet alluring place

To that which these two Canadians,

Throughout time and dust marked one another as arch rivals,

To have become

Neighbors to one another

In this, a barren swamp land.

lol so from what I'm understanding

Uh huh .

Justin Bieber and like this deadmau5 guy are like—rivals, right—

All time rivals—

But in this parallel they actually

Oh no, they live next door to each other in the trailer park.

WHAT?

Yeah. Those two guys.

A SHOTGUN rings out through the bayou.

Oh.

That's—

Yeah .

This will be easy to do with cut-takes.

Cause I think they actually don't get along.

Who knows though?

A SECOND SHOT seems to have connected with something unseen with great devastation.

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TMZ

APPARENTLY THE ENTIRE BEEF WAS STAGED.

SUNNI

I what— ?

MORGAN.

[morgan does not respond]

MORGAN!

MORGAN arrives looking tired.

MORGAN

…yes?

SUNNI

WE NEED TO TALK.

MORGAN

…We are talking.

SUNNI

Why didn't you come before!?

MORGAN

When you called me by my name I thought it was a joke.

SUNNI

IT IS. A JOKE ,

MORGAN

What.

SUNNI

THE BEEF.

[ references TMZ, then entirely destroys television]

MORGAN

Oh, come on—

SUNNI

It was STAGED.

MORGAN

(exhausted)

I don't know what you're saying.

{Enter The Multiverse}

I like when you sit on my head;

I love with you standard my mark,

And I know when you bring in the world,

Like a tag to a pond,

Or the war come undone

I just love when you number

(Rumble)

My world

(There were forests)

The total—

When you,

Ford her,

For it

Never,

Gaping,

Tapped and

Unlocked,

I've been craving—

Bacon and eggs,

I bought bacon and eggs

And then back to the store

And my backache this morning was

Horrible,

How's yours?

For thr eleflowing mercy

Or all the wars we fought, our

Never showing conduct

And yet waking in the crossfire

There were others, aching

Less and less I am enchantments

There I'm sacred, planking

Four to oars, our

Known to knank, three,

For to out fire

There's no

Safety

Hours devour, I

Wait,

Snake, three,

Stakes,

Five,

Four,

Done,

Sin fire

Cease

Can I go now?

Free fellows

For fliers

So marks show

Hardwire learning

Ten fauxes

Ten hoaxes

So shelf life

Won number

Take it to courage

For are you waiting for no one

Colors

Courage

Oops.

Shots fired.

Girl, those are rockstars

Girl, those are rockstars

Girl, those are rockstars

Show hosts with hot wives.

Girl, those are rockstars,

Girl, those are rockstars,

Girl , those are rockstars

Show hosts with high marks

And hot wives

And nine cars worth of

Hard work

Hard work

Hard work

Girl, those are rockstars,

Show hosts with hot wives.

Settle down umpire;

Great service with hot knives

And tourin, tourin—

Tune in, tune in.

The show's almost over

We're covered in

You're in,

Year in and year out by and year one

And don't call cause

Girl, those are rockstars,

Showstoppers,,

Hard acts to follow

And show hosts with hot wives.

Girl, those are Rick stars,

Showstoppers,

Headhunters,

Headliners, show closers,

Hard acts to follow

Show hosts with hot wives,

Hit shows,

High marks.

Why, what's your offer?

I call.

9 lives.

The Legend of Atticus Catticus

It's best just not to talk about it;

Of course, better not to talk at all–

Now, take a look, his demonstrating excellence,

Mathematics and precision, yes,

You might as well just know it all

But measure it all in low doses, short gallops,

Heart open, no scallops and

Medallions on scallions for the movements meant to move them

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{Enter The Multiverse}

-Ū.