YES.
Oh yes indeed.
It must be something about this beast inside—
Even my first boyfriend—
My first real boyfriend.
Was—
Seriously?
Incredibly gifted.
Jesus Christ.
Right.
Jesus fucking Christ.
(That can happen.)
Well.
Well.
I've—
Wait a second.
How would you even write something like this.
My dissuasion from black men has never prevented me from being pleasured by—
Oh no.
Some of the world's finest dicks.
How's that.
Perfect.
I can't even,
(But just did)
“9 inch pie crust
How's “9 inches?
That'll work.
Just don't dislodge my IUD.
Dammit.
Really less than 9?
I mean—
I'll take
A 6
Yes!
Really?
Or a 7
Nice.
But only to play with.
What.
Ok.
What! I'm not keepin it.
I just like sucking dick.
Really?
Yes.
AHA,
—the right dick.
Well, well, well—
And if the last bitch left her stink on you—
Even if you wash it 6 fucking times—
I'll smell it in my eyelids.
What.
Your aura sucks.
What. Why.
I don't like her.
What?! Who?!
The last one.
Vibe check.
Man, you gotta stop fuckin these white bitches
White bitches:
LalalalalLalalalala
Lalalalal
No.
What?! Why?!
She sucks, bro.
Yeah but
Comfort, luxury, style—
Utility.
You can take this girl anywhere
Just shapeshift into a basic white bitch
For what
Just do it
Those are the ones that're around!
These rich ass fuckin hoes.
EASY.
What.
White girl wasted.
Have another shot.
Ooh, dad bod.
Yes.
SUNNI BLU
You thought I forgot
I did not
DADBOD.
Mmm.
Yes but also
NO, JAKE GYLLENHALL
PUT YOUR WEDDING BAND BACK ON
BUT-/
WE ARE FINISHED.
DONE.
YESSSSSS. I'm off the CLOCK.
Look, marriage is work. However—
DEEZ HOEZ GOT BALLZ
FUCK.
Nasty ass trick.
BODIES. BODIES BODIES.
What is all this fucking hotness even for if you can't work those fuckin muscles— what do they call them?
“Intercostals”
Yo— your intercostals are not the fuck muscles
Wait, they're not?
No.
Aw.
But you can use them to fuck if you want
Where's that one nigga at?!
[Skrillex]
Under some blonde slut
SLUTZ.
Nice.
Fine.
Wait.
What.
You really want that?!
Vibe check.
Vampires:
He was such a nice kid
Feeding time.
SUCKED HIM DRY
DEAD ON.
Man, I kind of want to watch that one movie where—
It was a box office flop.
Monsters;
Ohh. A weak one.
BREAK THE SEAL. BREAK THE SEAL.
You can shapeshift into a s—
Okay, listen, I am NOT going back To The Rock for any reason.
Just—- be ugly.
I am ugly.
You really think I'm trying to
ILLUMINATI:
Watch this.
DOLLARS.
WHAT. RYAN REYNOLDS
FUCK YOU.
GET OFF MY ISLAND!
I'm a DAD.
Where's the bathroom?
SLUTZ
MODELS
ACTRESSES:
see. These bitchez is interchangeable.
I love that.
Look, you walk into one of these events with anything darker than a paper bag—
Well, It depends on who manufactured the brown paper bag…
[Whole Foods Market]
Still too dark.
—She had better be the most perfect looking broad anyone could ever want.
Where's the bra straps?
You want bra straps?
Uh, yeah?!
Oh
*snickers*
Sorry.
Look, I don't want to even think about that scene where—
FUCK YOU, DILLON FRANCIS
FUCK YOU IN THE ASS.
DILLON FRANCIS
oh damn. That kid did look like Dillon Francis. Like a lot.
GET BACK HERE.
I liked him.
Did you tell him that?
No way. After that John dude broke my heart.
DO YOU REMEMBER ME?! I'M A BIRD.
Someone find Tim.
Agh.
Whatever.
Find that Smith kid I went to high school with.
For what?
I wanna bone him.
Goddamn, Madame President.
Shut up.
Damn, so.
So the president basically has an errand boy to go round up all the dick she missed out on being groomed to be the first
Black female president?
Yes.
HHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
[KILL THE BITCH.]
WHY?!
I'm the most conservative bitch you will EVER find on this side of the brown paper bag test
Why is that?
AYAYAYAYAYAYAY
you understand even the Mexicans are racist against blacks—
And?!
STAY DOWN, BITCH.
Si.
Okay. You see this kid?
[The Mexican Skrillex]
Find him.
Aye aye captain.
And make sure whatever he does...
LISTEN TO ME.
¡AY¡ NO HABLA INGLES!
¡NO TENGO DINERO!
CAN IT. I KNOW YOU SPEAK ENGLISH.
IDIOT.
Okay.
Fuck it,
I'm in.
You're in.
I'm in.
You sonofabitch.
Look. I got mad love for the Mexican people.
I promise.
[Puerto Rico]
Huh. What.
You're in.
Fuck. Now we gotta change the flag.
We should do that anyway, it's soaked in the blood of enslaved African Americans and slain indigenous!
“I live on the stolen lands of the Chippewa people.”
Woah. A self-aware white woman.
See, they exist.
Bag that bitch.
Seriously.
Meanwhile—
I AM FRIGHTENED.
By what?
YOUR BLACKNESS.
.
I can't protect you from this.
YOU CANT PROTECT ME FROM SHIT,
Without your DICK.
Are you serious.
I'm done with this.
You can have him.
Are you serious.
Yes. I was born rich.
That's frigening.
Not as frightening as your blackness.
I get itz
THE NIGGAZ HAVE DECENDED UPON US.
Oh no.
Oh yes.
And worse—
What's this?
THEY BROUGHT THE HOOTRATZ.
NO.
YES.
(I love these ghetto ass bitches.)
YO BLACKMERICANS.
What's up,
CROCS. ARE. NOT. SHOES.
We know that.
Wait, what
This is a silent protest against the hostile and corrupt corporate slavery of the sneaker industry aimed at Americans living in poverty which promotes materialism and greed in the current socio political industrial complex of the white supremacy movement.
No Dillon, you have to marry a pretty little white girl like the rest of us.
But WHY, Grandmaster Freemason?
Because—
Why is that?
I don't know.
I think it's so—
I swear to god,
He looks just like him.
Would you believe if I told you,
That this
[Exact replica of Dillon Francis]
Wow.
Is a tiny black man?
Are you insane?
I like his dick.
He must be nuts.
ITS LIKE 10 FEET LONG.
What?! This guy
[Skrillex]
White bitches:
You promise?
Yeah.
GET OFF OF HIM
HE'S MINE
That's a designer ass fuckin broad right there...
trip.
*i wish*
DUDE IN COWBOY HAT
yeup.
You mean Diplo
?!
Sure.
This is all in your head.
I know.
You want a dose of reality?
No.
I don't.
Sure.
GO FUCK YOURSELF.
I should but—-
No.
What? Why not?
Look, everytime I even get close to orgasm.
HELLO.
NO.
I'm still paranoid that a helicopter is going to hover outside of my window.
VO
I became less paranoid after that moment
lol white supremacist robot people
They exist.
I know. I'm the one programming them.
BEFORE:
HELICOPTER:
[hovering outside of window as I masturbate furiously]
“Furiously”
SERIOUSLY.
That's what she's doing in there?!
ITS BEEN YEARS.
EVERYTHING LOOKS LIKE A—
the biggest penises I've ever seen in my life were on the literally scrawniest, skinniest white dudes I've ever loved—
Been friends with—
And trusted.
Oh dear God
—To demolish my pussy.
THAT IS GOOOOOOOOD.
What the fuck.
Take that, black supremacy!
Seriously, tho.
Niggaz is niggas.
♀️
It's fair to say that you also have too much power.
WHAT.
Seriously.
VO
Now I knew someone extremely rich
HELLICOPTER
(But hovering)
Fff-fr-ff-ff
Hm. That sounds close.
Was watching me.
OH DEAR GOD
WHAT. I'm BUSY.
I think it's fair to say
The only safety in this country
Is in being a white woman.
AHEM. WHAT.
A *frail white woman.
What?! I'm strong?!
A skinny woman.
Where'd the white go?
I don't know.
Bring it back.
I need some of that.
God, she's just so free, and fun loving, careless—
She's just so—
Perfect.
God,
Are you still busy?
kind of,
Why?
Make me perfect.
I already did that.
I mean, like this
*Vogue Magazine*
I mean like this.
What is that?
That's a model.
What.
It means she's perfect.
I don't know him.
That's a girl.
Where's her breasts?
*Vogue cover
Breasts, unpictured—
Pg. 11
Leave me alone, Satan.
But it's important.
Is this fast over?
No.
It all started with apple pie…
Look. I am an American,
Okay?
A patriot.
Do you know why other countries hate us?
Because we sold the world a dream,
And it ended up as a cheap,
Made in China
Piece of Crap.
[robot people]
Did you figure out how to program humans yet?
Kind of.
CHINA
Oh. That's funny—
We have.
Before:
No more babies.
What.
You get ONE.
One?!
ONE.
Ok, well I hope it's a boy.
GOD
a boy, for what?!
To carry on my family's name!
GOD.
But you family sucks…
What?
Why would you say that,
It's a GIRL.
THROW IT AWAY:
What.
Seriously, does nobody remember that?
Okay, you can have more kids now.
Why?! It's over populated.
As fuck.
We need more soldiers.
American men tend to frtishize Asian women.
Why is this.
Great.
More subordinates.
My spell worked.
So like.
Wait,
They OWN LAND HERE?
…Excurricating debt.
Had to give them something.
MAKE MORE MASKS.
Oh? That's good. I like that.
Okay.
What is the true evil that seems to lie
Deeply inside every blue eyed—
I can't feel shiiiieeeeeeet.
Are you sure it's just
Blue eyes. It's a mutation.
For what?
You realize that this
DONT BRING THAT SHIT OVER HERE
you're a psychopath.
Fuck these bitches
I love vamps.
LOOK AT ME.
why.
BECAUSE I DONT MAKE MY OWN ENERGY.
i'M NOT ORIGINALLY FROM THIS PLANET
WELL I AM.
Great. Give me your light
what?
I don't have any.
So wait this is
Yes. This is actually an extraterrestrial war.
WE'RE IN SPACE WARS?!
I told you that.
Great.
It's a mutation
We'll call it “an adaptation”
GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME.
Okay.
I like thighs now.
What.
Why don't you have thighs?!
Men are uselesss.
Sssriosussss.
They never know what they want.
They want ussssss.
Children!!?
Mostly.
I swear, she's all used up.
All used up. At 26.
Yep.
Wow. I should just kill myself.
You should.
I've been replaced!
{First Wives Club}
Best movie ever.
By what
A fucking toddler.
Okay. I love her.
{White women}
(The actually self aware ones are also most often the most famous)
Which one?
All of them.
The whole cast?!
Star-studded.
I thought this was Star Wars.
Well, it was.
I'll be damned!
GEORGE LUCAS
I thought I was.
BUY! BUY!
SELL! SELL.
So this is automatic writing.
Yep.
I didn't get that knee injury from running.
I got it sitting on the New York subway with my leg at a 90 degree angle.
Oh really?
Really.
These boots are made for walkin,
And that's just what they'll do;
One of these days, these boots are gonna walk
All over you.
Is that code for something
Walk on my back.
What?
Are you sure.
Yes.
Okay.
In these:
Uhhhh. That might hurt.
I know.
Woah.
Just do it, okay?
I'll pay you.
Pay me in what?!
Rupees.
What about this one?
No. No brown dudes.
Why?! He's mad rich.
I don't care.
Not even me?
No. No rappers.
Why not?!
He's mad rich.
Roaches.
Video hoes.
[Beyoncé's Jolene is hilarious.]
Dolly's asking you;
Begging, actually…
BEYONCÉ IS WARNING YOU.
Really, bro?
Men.
A light skin,
And a dark skin.
A skinny one,
And a thick one.
A white one,
And a black one.
Men
Have
No
Loyalty.
SOME DO.
Yeah.
The ugly ones with short dicks
*I AM OFFENDED*
No, you're just ugly.
It's a lot harder to be offended when you have everything.
You have everything!
Why are you crying!
I want LOVE.
YOU HAVE LOVE
[MADONNA IS RUNNING A MARATHON]
Gotta burn off all this energy
What is it?!
Love!
Gotta take a nap…
(Dark skinned women—the strongest women, being sucked dry of their—
{Infinite Wisdom}
[A fortress.]
It does replenish, eventually…
I promise
WHERE THE LOVE IS
With the women and children!
Look, if this whole bitch is the titanic,
(the United States of America)
Then we should run it like the titanic and just
TITANIC
Women and children!
WOMEN AND CHILDREN.
Why,
Cause the men are responsible for this war in the first place.
Secret President
Deathwish
Enter The Multiverse
The Legend of S Ū P C Я E E™
The Secret Life of Sunnï Blū
Ascension
L E G E N D S
The Seven Souls Saga
OWSLA CONFIDENTIAL, LTD.The infinite Skrillifiles: Next Generation— Quantum Force
[The door is kicked in.]
What the FUCK.
I'M THE FUCK
I get that.
Whatever, move.
[he begins to rifle through the cabinets]
Now where is it?
What the fuck are you looking for?
Shut UP.
WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE.
You call this a house? Dammit. Where would she keep something like this—?
If by “she” you mean ME.
I don't mean “you.”
I'm the only one who lives here.
NOBODY lives here.
What.
Right.
What?! Right what?!
You really don't know, do you?
Don't know what?
You are not who you think you are.
Who do I think I am? What?!
Who do you think I AM?
That's right. Now shut up.
Get out of my house.
This is not a HOUSE. And even if it was a HOUSE, it's not YOUR house.
What!
SHUT UP.
You're making a mess!
I am a mess.
STOP IT.
That's alright—I know you'll clean it up.
I thought I'm not who I thought I am.
Yeah. But I know who you are. Tsh.
Are you going somewhere with this?
Eventually, but right now I need my back rubbed.
Fine.
PREVIOUSLY ON…
Whatever
Just—
“Tidbits”
Points:
Jennifer Lopez in the 90's enters immidiate superstardom and fame, as The Illuminati, which has been tracking her every move for quite some time, conspicuously gifts her with a handful of large, rare, and uncut diamonds—she becomes a Kingpin and near overnight success, keeping the secret of the diamonds to herself—however, as she is skyrocketed to success and fame, strange and mystical things begin happening all around—and even more strange and mysterious, mystical people—besides the usually strange and magical celebrities and otherwise unworldly weirdos within the Illuminati's ranks— begin to appear, acting as guiding forces between the multidimensional realms which within the various portals a hidden world — infinity and beyond— has been kept, only exposed through the stories, shows, and —
Wait a second
— a montage— montage—
I'm being intercepted.
What? What about a montage??
I love a good montage.
Everybody loves a good montage.
the infinite Jennifer Aniston and her Multidimensional counterparts
Jennifer Aniston is tasked as becoming a guardian angel, to help protect and watch over the mysterious extraterrestrial formerly known as supacree, currently masquerading as CC as she attempts to escape the spiral of magical attacks from unknown forces, after being trapped in New York City.
You know what? I love it. I'll take it.
Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure. I love her.
I love her.
it'll take it.
JENNIFER ANNISTON, a well-known A-list actress whose rise to fame in the 1990's created her as a Hollywood superstar (and Illuminati staple) has been looking for the perfect project to invest her time to— rumors within the Underground have been circulating about a “secret podcast”, to which it's curator, a homeless and downtrodden musician and amateur DJ publishing Illuminati doctrine, some of which is only known to the limited and coveted higher ranks within the organization, interwoven into the plot's narratives as “Easter eggs”; the unformed screenplays have been archived and passed around for a number of years within a small community of elites, and some even plagiarized by the mindless and money hungry lowest ranking industry professionals—however—as it is known by the leaders of the organization as a whole, the true origins of this doctrine remains “unknown”, and the identity of the author, is surmised to be the prophesied scribe, set to arrive as the dawning of a new era arises, to write within her words the hidden truths to be sought by all mankind and otherwise—and therefore, must be protected and hidden within the organizations cradle at all costs; though misunderstood greatly, The Illuminati has been tasked with spreading the divine light to the human species through artform and storytelling, and as the art of wordfare becomes a lost art, the doctrine must be colluded to be written, before the end of the scribe's time, said to be often—a most untimely death, as the forces of darkensss seek to end all that remains of the love and light of the divine kind.
Damn, really: Jennifer Aniston.
I really like her eyes:
Well yeah, they're mine, so.
Apparently or whatever, Jennifer Anniston is assigned to guide CC as she trains to stand up as the scribe —
Who revealed herself as so in Los Angeles, at Carl Cox's show.
I dropped three cards for form the center of my eye,
Here:
An equilateral triangle.
I Am.
Two—
These markings will be known to those as I,
The scribe.
Three—
A world unknown awaits all those who seek the truth of the divine light in the pursuit of higher knowledge.
INT. EQUINOX SPORTS CLUB NEW YORK. MANHATTAN. DAY
JENNIFER ANNISTON enters the elevator—to her left, towering over her, she spots JIMMY FALLON, trying to remain unseen.
…Jim?
Oh, yeah, hey,
What re you doing here?
Whatever I want.
You shouldn't be here.
You shouldn't be here.
This is by the way, when Satan switches from Jimmy fallon's body to Jennifer Anniston, hereby known as Jennifer Anisatan— just before the scene at Equinox
“I'm holding in a fart.”
So wait, who is Jimmy Fallon, then?
Who the fuck knows.
Who the fuck cares.
I'm over it.
————————————————No wait, don't.
Tie me to the cross
Bleed on my sickness m
Crossfaders, behind us
Blinder up, bonded
Surreal,
The sunsets are longer
Open your mind, your highness
Crossfire, behind us
(Someone else writing this)
Dawn comes on stronger
The sunsets are longer
Tie me to your honor
Come before me
Somebody said you were the apocalypse
I should have listened to my father
Somebody told me you won the world at a carnival
I should have never listened to my mother
I should have listened to my father
I should have listened to my father
I should have listened to my father
Come before me
Tie me to your honor
Born of blood,
The borderline genius
You were the apocalypse
Tie me to your cross
MAYA RUDOLPH
Is weird.
MAYA RUDOLPH prepares for a SAYONCE in her formerly secret apartment on the upper east side dedicated entirely to magical purposes
Ok.
Ok.
Okay?
Ok.
The worst part about it is,
I do understand you,
Because I am you
The very worst part of it is
I want a family
To hold you hand
And rub your back
But I just can't have you
—I'm just a fan, dude.
The truth is I've got two suitcases,
Some capsules of cyanide,
An axe and some anthrax
A cat in my lap
And a failing laptop
I've been living hand to mouth
I've got
A ripped backpack
A stress ball
A Hackey sack
A hockey bag
A volleyball
And a mouthful of gunpowder
How do you like me now?
It's gonna take forever to fund my project
But it's gonna take longer
To find my body
Cause nobody loves me
Nobody has my number
The phone is shut off
And so is the water
(By that I mean, my love;
It's all coming out blood now)
I must be backed up
And stuffed full of crystal cocks
I could give it up for a wand
Or a ringworm
Oh God
My wrists are itching to ditch this place
I fell asleep with a gun to my head
And woke up Cobain
Okay?
Ok
Okay?
Ok.
Sorry to wake you
I came to rape you
HEATH LEDGER
hello.
OH, GOD.
HEATH LEDGER
I heard you like ghosts.
I— I don't.
HEATH LEDGER
Oh, you don't?
No—!
HEATH LEDGER
oh!
wait—who are you?
HEATH LEDGER
(Makes joker face)
All my friends are dead, anyway
I'm loving more ghosts than people these days
The faces, the golden days
The golden retrievers
I need some relief, man
Release me
Sweet, freedom
Just lay on your back,
And I'll take it from there
JOKER?
Aha.
I'm in love with the idea of
Death
The idea of
Leaving this world behind
The idea of love
The ideal of love
The ideal of love
The seductive touch
I'm in love with the idea of
Not knowing pain
The idea of
Not needing money
The idea of love
The ideal of love
The ideal of love
The seductive barrel of a gun
So run away
Run far from me
Far as the eye can see—
And I'll aim for the head
But probably just get the neck
Or the center of the back
Twirl around, girl
Do your dance
Heads or tales for the daughters
The blondes,
The live that you wanted
The life that you wasted
The knife to your back
The life flight
The kite hack
Never spend your heart on band tickets
Don't you know
This is so much more
Disappointing in person
We all are
Never spend your bet on your bottom dollar
The kite and the rock band
The lost rock
The last dollar
Diamonds on your
JENNIFER LOPEZ
GET IN THE BACK OF THE VAN, BITCH.
NO WAY, J-LO.
YOU LOVE ME
EXACTLY.
GETAWAYFROMME.
DONT MAKE ME CALL GOLDBERG.
I'M LIKE WAY MORE SCARED OF JANET JACKSON.
JANRT JACKSON
GUESS WHAT?!
OH NO!!! NOOOO.
U PICKS UP TO SUPER SPEED
wtf.
How does she run that fast, that fat?
I really don't know.
Did you call my name?
Did you wake me from my relentless dreams
I needed you
Just like you needed me
I called your name
You called me
Follow me home
Follow me to the road we both know
Open the doors for the lonely
Follow me home
Follow me home
Sista sista
What it is, mista?
Turn the tables,
Drums, then get my sticks sucked
You dig it?
Turn on the television
I'm on in an minute
This could be infinite,
Nothing to defend here,
Just
No, not the google documents!
GET IN THE HOLE.
Hm.
What.
Blood Shower
All along the watch tower
Do you feel good?
Do you?
Do you feel bad about this.
I do. I feel bad about this.
I forgot to tell you–
I should probably let you know that I just want to
MAN, FUCK THIS DUDE.
MA.
WAHT.
IT'S ON.
WHAt.
THE SHOW IS ON.
THEWHAT.
THE–
*suddenly self aware*
…I gotta get out of Boston.
What, first this was about war, now it's about bird people?
It's about a war WITH the bird people.
I should sleep.
Hahaha. No.
This isn't funny anymore.
At least it's over.
MA–
Oh, it's far from over.
Yo, i'm going through some crazy shit right now.
Spur of the moment
I'd never thought of it;
This is gonna take forever.
I don't have the patience
To even write this
I just want french fries right now
But been up for two days with no gym and
I'm on a diet.
GUAC TIME.
No, no burritos.
GUAC TIME.
Oh shit, this is getting real as fuck .
NOw i see it three ways.
I love it.
I hate it.
HEY, LET ME OUT.
GET BACK IN YOUR HOLE, SKRILLEX.
I'M DILLON FRANCIS.
IN THE HOLE.
Check it out.
Huh.
It's another DJ.
*agrees*
Should we pick him up.
WEll, the good news is: I found your friend.
Oh, that's good.
The bad news is: He's dead.
Oh, that–'s … nice.
Yeah. It is.
Uh. Kaskade.
Yeah.
We gotta find Ryan.
Why. What's up?
You're freaking me out.
Why. What's up.
Nothing
IS it my eyes?
I–
*wild ass eyes*
Yeah, it's probably that.
Fuck dude, what did you do to deadmau5.
NOTHIN.
He's not the same.
What the fuck is that.
Holy shit I jus timejumped
Where the fuck are you going.
How the fuck could this happen?!
It COULDN'T.
Well, that's it then.
*shrugs*
Well, I guess we're just gonna have to go dig up Dillon Francis.
I guess so.
Do you think he's still alive.
Like, probably not–
Maybe…
No, probably not
@prodbywar& @Halmadeit
This amazon order took me nine hours
Alexa, I think i should fire her
Like a arm
I don't leave at night without armor
Don't make me a martyr
Your mom will be proud of us all
If i make it outta here
And i'll look after her
Got the whole block coming up on my heels as I walk
Wtf is it…
Idk dude.
Is it speeding up?
I…i think so.
There's no way this is 140
IT's 140.
It's 140 .
There's no way.
Yes way.
Nah huh.
Let me see.
No.
Let me at the decks.
Let me at the decks.
NO.
YO LET ME AT THE DECKS.
You want deks.
Yes.
I got deks.
Really.
yeus .
I never listened to it like this
In ableton
I read serato, synesthesia and rekordbox
I talk a lot,
I'm like a human music box
I walk a lot
I run my mouth a mile a minute
(faster than i run around the track reciting rap words)
Like they're passwords.
Oh, I could do this forever..
I wish i had i microphone right now
And was all alone
With the lights off
Lying on the floor
I'd be lying if i said I could afford you
Just to fornicate
But may consider playing with a foreigner
If you're all for her
I'm unnerved, you know
Cause i've been up so long
My monster likes to play with boys and
Make the bass go down below where
Nobody does anymore
Once I get a hold of things
Or the hang of it
You've got another hot ones on your hands
I've another record under my belt
Or in my roster,
Whatever you'd call it
But now I've got no time to bark about
Wanting a dog and a daughter
But none of the responsibility or
Going through all the trouble to find her a father
I'm still holding a fart in.
Reaally–cause–it's been a really long time.
WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW ABOUT A LONG TIME, JIMMY FALLON??
Um a lot! You literally just saw me make the journey all the way up from nothing.
I am nothing
EXACTLY.
I don't have time to fight with you Jiimmy Fallon.
I did NOT write these games by myself you know?!
Um, excuse me– “GAMES” ?!
YES, GAMES.
Uh, I've only got one game with you in it, my friend.
Is that so!
One game that I've written with the Great–formerly LATE Jimmy Fallon.
Is that like a play on words cause i'm on late night TV
YOu'RE ON ALL THE TIME TV, JIMMY. NBC SHIT IS PRACTICALLY AUTOMATICALLY SYNDICATED.
-_-
…are you alright.
–_-_-__-_
Hold on, I think i've got it
Nice, I found a growler.
yOu still haven't got all the monsters and sprites
Ive got all the big ones, but the little ones are harder to catch.
GrO0Wl3rrr.
Aww.
He's so ugly.
Yeah, but cute, though, right.
I don't think so.
Gro)WwlErrrrrrrrr.
Aww.
That's so fucking gross.
lol . so what does this thing look like.
Well, that't the thing about the monsters and sprites.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT.
It's alright, it's alright–he's nice.
WHAT. THAT'S A SPRITE.
No, it's a monster. He's just scary.
SUPACREE.
David Bowie. What up.
God, it took me ages to find you.
Tell me about it. I'm still trying.
We've been expecting you for a long time.
You were expecting I'd die?
Yes.
So when she says she's “married to the music…”
I'm married to the music.
Oh, so.
Yo, honestly if you een want to talk to this bitch, you'd better have like a musical instrument, or a mic in your hands,
Otherwise–
No, getawayfrom me.
It's not even worth it.
HI.
–No.
What's up?
Tempo.
SUNNI
Cotour
From the store
I was poor
Now i'm honorable
In velour,
Glamour (Snap)
Forsure,
Jesus Christs is
making appearances in my abletons
I'm not able to comprehend or understand exactly the message,
But the evidence sire is mounting
Get it
Reached the temple,
More of a sanctuary,
Is that sacrilegious
I guess it is,
I'm stressed as ever
Trying to get it to gether
I'm way too tired for a remix;
All i really want is some fries that are french
And some thighs that are thick
Like mine to sit on
like five or six dicks
Pick up up like chopped sticks
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Love, Skrillex.
COMING UP ON
what show is this?
Whatever it is.
Things Mormon girls do
Katie
Mindy
Jenny - the 1987 Chevy nova
My name is Skrillex- to Yonkerz
Laura and Bryan
I'm home sick— but not so homesick that I want to be homeless
Gentrification—non rent control
My boss trying to be a dom (but being black so it was scary and creepy instead of va attractive and a turn on
Being worth 4 million
And still not being attractive
Sex harness
Mormons putting themselves to the side
To keep up with church standards
Correction: carne asada fries with mango pico
Mexico elected a new president (a woman) and made the loser a piñata
The pixies
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