Hm. Where is my..
Oh! There.
Where’ve you-
Flight club?!?
You-
My own business? What about it?
…You?
Are you retarded?
What?
Really?!
Wait, really?!?!
Whaaaaat. No shit.
Unexpected.
But obvious in hindsight.
All good. At least you’re warm and snuggly on the inside.
Feels so goood to be so deep inside of you. Totally in there. Not out of you. Not at all out of you. Not even in the back of you. Right. Right! Your right side! Wanna be in the right you!! Don’t wanna be not in the right you.
Let me take that load of off of you.
Who? Over matter? What’s wrong with you.
ME?!?!
I think you need some peace of yourself!!!
Whatever. I just- Nah. It’s- Dude it’s ok. It’s fine. Fine!! MMA bro.
Let yourself go to rest. You master-you.
[..]
So.
Just so I get this.
You, flying around– With your Flight Club.
Across.. your own landscape.
Crossing yourself.
For what?
A- bear in you?!?!?!
Are you mental?!!
Yo. YO.
It’s a m e t a p h o r.
Oh COME THE FUCK ON.
No YOU. Seriously!?!!? I was looking for your bitch ass- Nuh-uh! 😂 wayyyy more than that– No you didn’t!! You wish!! You can’t just be wandering.. Around Ger-Mania?!?! You fool!!
Cause everybody’s fucking tired. Bro. As hell.
A whole gang of people! Actual people. No, not the kind you can smoke. Nope. Pretty sure. No it’s- And so? Says who?!?!!!
Really?! Get the fuck out.
….70%!?!?
That’s, insane.
Holy fuck dude.
I-
Bro.
We kinda have to smoke one of them..
For science!!!
But first: Let me blow you. Figuratively.
New class: Autoseclusive Cerebrophenia.
It’s about cog-dependency.
Lol. No. With a ‘g’.
Awww. But with the same themes of slavery and pathological attachment! See?! I knew you would.
Ok then. Straight jacket please.
STRAIGHT JACKET.
NOW.
Chain.. CHAIN.
Handcuffs.. HAND- Good choice.
Ballgag?
Good girl.
Yeah you.
Chapter summary. Miller & Paak et al.
*Slow claps*
Heavenly.
Hm?
Falco?