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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.
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.