Yesterday I jogged 3 miles watching 30 Rock.

I don't know where I've gone besides deeper in my mind and somehow further from The Rock itself.

Maybe I should turn my treadmill facing west.

Running in the direction of Queens is bringing me extreme discomfort.

This is at the level of functionality that everything seems impossible.

I'm tired from the moment I wake up, and yet struggle to fall asleep, even in the earliest of morning when I know the only quiet in the day will come.

Everything is upsetting, and I miss my mantras;

But nothing comes but the silence of the brain

When I'm not filling the void with sitcom antics and the subtle romance.

Tales of a Superstar DJ

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Lil bitz

I applied for a job as a high end furniture sales person.

Then they asked how much experience I had in high end furniture sales.

I told them five.

“I consider myself high-end furniture.”

{Enter The Multiverse}

ROBERT DINERO

You are you very well behaved.

Who'd you get.

‘Science.'

Physics?

No, it just says “science”

Oh, I get it…

What's to get.

You're in the—ahem—

What is it?

Special class.

What.

Guess what.

[the class sits in confused silence.]

YOU are special!

[they remain silent]

You are all special!

[nothing]

You are special—

You are special—

Thanks, T. I owe you one.

One doesn't cover it!

L E G E N D S

—especially you, Jimmy.

Which one?

The teacher looks over the roll; there are three pages of ‘Jimmy', many of whom even have the same last initial.

…all of you.

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WILL FERREL has changed his do-rag, but not the attitude, or somewhat offensive cultural habits that seem to have come with it.

You better come correct!

I am correct!

Oh god. Is this what that dream meant.

Somebody's been having lucid dreams.

…so let's talk about this.

I would rather not.

I tend to treat my podcast audience like a therapy session. That way they know I'm messed up and broken just like them— like everybody else.

But somehow, that doesn't translate onstage.

It's Tuesday.

I know that.

Turn over, Timmy!

No way!

Just do it!

JOSH is certain “Timmy Turner” is actually his old pal DRAKE; he'll only know for sure, however, by checking that he still is branded, with the scar from “the bull riding incident

Are we doing a flashback.

Not yet, but maybe— I don't know if we can afford it,

I said NO.

Please.

Negatory.

{Entet the Multiverse}

Scribble scribble;

I love Jimmy Kimmel

I just put the joker to the riddle

Dribble dribble

Ball like Jimmy Kimmel

I just put the cat onto the fiddle

I like temperature like double digits

I get mentions every time I finish

Had to cut my mama off

Cause it don't matter

Had to cut my neighbor off

That's a door slammer

Had to file a report

That'sadult matters

Cause I'm building a rapport—

That a dope mansion

I be keepin it dark;

That I don't mention

I ain't in the army

But I give em my attention

That's a limp biscuit

I did it then I didn't

Impress if I'm presenten'

Depressessed if I'm regressan

{Enter The Multiverse}

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Suddenly seeing in these sepia tones

Stuck up in a glass house

But I throw stones

Hold up I lost something

This brother says stuff like he's not done yet

I'm really not the one yet

Haven't gotten up yet

Long ass nap

Like a death coma

I regret Roma

Only cause I end up a New Yorker

More work but yet broker

Unless you corrupt

Or a stock broker

Believe it

Thanks for dancing on my grave.

That really made me take a second thought to give it another go,

So you wanna be a movie star, ah?

I am— already a star.

But a movie star.

{Enter The Multiverse}

Look, this is your third wife already!

Watch it!

You should be behind bars!

Well why aren't I, then?

I was trying to be polite!

Be quiet, then.

Look—

Food, please.

There is no amount of damage control you can run on this— it's out of your control.

(Eating uncontrollably, mouth full.)

Nothing is out of my control.

I said—

Nothing!

{Enter The Multiverse}

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