05. Ookay.

Oh my God!

That's that place!
That's that place!


DID YOU SEE THAT THING
OH MY GOD.
FUCK THAT.

Okay. Fuck that guy.
Leave him alone.

Weeeelllllll,
Wellll

Well now.

That's the place from that one time.

Are you sure it was a time—
—are you sure it was a place?

Are you sure you werennt dreaming.

I wasn't dreaming!
Only masturbating!

What's the difference?!

I'm at least slightly more conscious when I'm masturbating.
At least slightly.

Jesus Christ.

Call that guy. At this point.
We need him.

I told you it was gonna get weirder and deeper

But why tho!

If you keep poking me in my damn third eye,
Imm gonnu eat you.

Don't eat me.

I'm gonnu eat you.
Don't eat me.

Poke.

Ieatyou.

Dammit.

Yeahp, I said.

Now we're pretty much just all one thing.

…Fuck.

The purple monster?

Periwinkle, preferably.

Shut the fuck up.

You shut up, you were eaten.

Yeah, but now I'm just— living inside you.

You were eaten.

You're gross.

Quiet, me!

Whatever, bro.

I eated you!

2

Fair.

What.

You're still a 10.

A ten and an 8 what's that make.

Like— I don't know—

Two nines, maybe,

Or like, 3 6s

3 sixes it is, then.

Fuck, man .

What happened.

What gives!

Give this dude a body and a hackey sack

Why what for

Seems like he needs something to play with.

Peter Valentine

Arthur & Elise

Cosmos Factory

James Cannon

Ascension IV- The King's Keeper


Oh look it's this little weak ass weight throwing bitch again.

I love him.

Be nice, little boy.

You're so shallow.

But you're the brownest thing I've ever really liked.

Case in point .

You got yourself a good one, Nancy Drew
A keeper, don't you know
Don't you ever gotget it
God yourself a keeper, Nancy Drew
He'll do his best
To make the women envy you
Just as I do
Oh, Nancy Drew

lol he lifts the same as me

Shhh shut up

Let's see if he throws on more weights

I think he was just doing that for attention

Must be. He ain't gon get it nowhere else


This lil pussy ass bitch

Oh. Man. Imma love this guy in a minute

Then he gone start signing his little bro lyrics puffin out his checst

Talking about

Mumma sunmin summn

Mmumuma

Shut the fuck yo you fucking pussy.

Throwing 10 lb weighs and shit

I swear to god this dude came to the gym just to sit on the phone

Pussy ass hitch

Who you gon call

Your friend!

Come on then.

Now I got all the dick in the room.

Two weak dick dudes acting touch

I'm like

Alright,
I can tell I got the biggest dick in the place.




All I hear is “sumsumsunsun” and weights being thrown around

I wanted ice cream

All I got was this set

Goddammit!

I wanted ice cream!

Let's play tonight
I don't think that's a good idea at all
I don't think that's a good idea at all
No I don't think that's a good
Idea at all


The idea of suicide just hits my wrist
At the time
In my ride
When I feel the best
But I feel the worst
So just let it end
If the words were blood
I'd already be dead


33 minutes to go
33 rotations per minutes
Nobody asked my permission
I was just in it


Yo. If it's your birthday—
Or maybe even just—
The week of—
And you're not drunk by 1 PM
You ain't livin
Fuck outta here
If you drink like that
And if your birthday
Time to party!
Fuck it up!

I don't give a fuck

I don't even drink'
!

But if you do,
And it's your birthday
Or like, your birthday passed
Or like, your birthday next month
Or maybe, your birrthday was yesterday
Two days ago,
Whatever,
But you're ready for the pregame—
LETS GO.

29 minutes left
Yesterday I fell 29 stories
I e got 29 stories more
28 minutes more
28 stories
I lost one
One life lost

Microphone contessassstttttttttt

Alright, you serpent motherfucker

Actually, I'm a vulture—type—thing

Big bird, hinged over,
Mad tall, like 6 feet tall,
Wingspan like,
Massive—
You seen him?

I eat serpents.

Really?

And whatever I can get my hands on, really.

Huh.

I prefer white meat.

I bet you do you raggedy bird looking coot.

Watch it

Razor sharp teeth— you seen him?

YEET!

——-GODDAMMIT!!!!'


25 minutes left
I got 25 25 year olds trying to fuck
Hypersexual intellectual,
Otherwise sapiosexual well's all dried up
Just in time tie died, right Ike
Just in time to bruise my eye,
Huh Billie
Just in time for the ride
On
The ride I got
24 minutes left
24 whole dollars
With your name on it
Who are you, producer
You're my eye god
You're right god
My eye on comedy got
Comedy Central all special
Just keep writing
Alright
I got 23 minutes and 45 43 42 seconds left
writing and riding this bike
And I just mentioned
I'm holy high day
On a hiatus a was

I got 22 minutes left
22 minutes per episode
Airtime
Sitcom
Hi Raymond,
I am
Hi God!
Hi, Ross
All is good—
I am good,
Hi mom
I am high;
Jennifer Aniston
Carry this one out
Write this song
Sit on this couch
Get this bitch out of here
Gimmie some songs
Come on
Give me some candles
I'll knock your whole life out
Hi Cosmo,
hi Wanda'
Hi mom,
Yeah right LC
Silk gold
Found that secret blaze
Blue metal credit cards full metal jackets
Keep throwing weights god
No thanks
Take care
Straight up
Far out
Never came this far god
Never got my lights out
Hey Ellish,
Hey batshit
Hey, lights out
You wouldn't believe it
The implications of my knowledge
Okay then
All for the experience
Spill my blood next
Skip rope
Want a breakfast plate
High sandwhich
My series costs more than my light bill
High god
Hi mom
All about all thanks
No show
No cake
Can't afford my pie plate
Can't afford my time Jack
Riff raffle anyway
Who won the lottery unit
For the crackerjack box
I got it all on recordings
All out of order
Whose time god
You my Maytr
I wanna marry you anyway
But can't make payments
Man
Mayflag
Man
Mayflower
8 balwains later
Ain't nothing but tall ones
Long money
Who hates straightform
Flatiron
Can't work on holidays if you can't get paid,
I make sense,
I pay my rent right on time
I slave ship
I hate faggots
I blow smoke up black asses anyway,
Anyway, take care
Gotta go fight back
My weak ass monster
Almost can't exist on the same plane
I've got
46 minutes left
All wifebeaters die fast,
Then slow
Then fast,
Then slow again
And oh god,
I watched the world burn
And laughed harder just cause you on it
Oh my my my
I am Billie after all
Now face the conviction
Formatting and hitting earth's angel
You failed, mate
Throwing all things around
But that mess between your legs
15 minutes left on this bike
15 minutes of fame bough
Oh God,
Still want ice cream, and everything but oh lord,
My grandson got me;
Here he comes now,
He ain't shit at all and still too brown,
Turn the lights off and now I'm can't even see him but look what I found
A wedding band
eS lA broken fense
A diamond cage
Everything but the encore
Now I'm so shallow
Put it all up for bat

And if you don't give me a new apartment
I'll sue you.

10 minutYes and my phone too sweaty to to type
6 minutes and I might tune in to rap god
But really loving hard on this Nirvana
Oh the nerve of god of Ghana
Getting on my nerves
How high am I now?
Np celebrity in sight
But my own reflection on the mirror
A minutes and a menace to society on my right
Shouldn't even be here
Send em right back
Build the wall high
On my whitelist
I got puppets all night
Pull the string man
Blow the candles
Put the lights out
Make my idol a big tall man
In a white coat
Make my idol
The eye of rpvidemce highlighted on the one dollar
Make my idol
Every night live from Rockerfeller plaza
Plus or monies a couple hours
And a couple lies
A pair of pleated pants
And white socks
But let's hope in black
To match the polished
Two shade shoes
Two big numbers on my clock
I'll see you in a year old bat
I'll see you in seven you old coot
On my right hand
Ten swollen knuckles
One minute left
More like
40 seconds left
Half a mile run
Good time jog
I been back
I been god
I been got by all the big 5 media companies at once
My ex husband
Satan
Voldemort
He who shall not be named
Hit me
One
Two
Three
Four
5
Four
Three
Two return to sender
One love
Fuck that
Never again
No more.

She ain't finished
I know how to take the power from a weak man
Take his whole shit
Wind it up in a ball
Breath it on real deep
Don't strike back
Hold it in
Let it hurt
Let it sting
Let him get real mad
Pacing
Walking round in circles
On your circles
Boundaries
All your control
Power off,
The hour's over
Good luck, commodore,
No more birthdays.

IV
04

He took her to Geneva
But it was I who woke there
Holding him , and hopeful
A blue credit card for shopping

{Enter The Multiverse}


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