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♪ La, la, la

♪ La, la la la, la‐la la la

♪ Da da da da

♪ Da da da da da da

♪ Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

[ Seagulls crying ]

I work two jobs, Goddamn it.

Im taking two [bshh] breaks right the [bshh] now.

More at 5:00.

Seems like the news just doesnt care anymore.

Not even a little bit, my dude.

Look, guys ‐‐ Ive learned to moonwalk.

Ooh! Ah! Eeh! Shamone!

Mm‐mm‐mm!

I dont know what the hell youre doing,

but that is not a moonwalk.

Stupid Horse, if you dont get your musty ass out of the way ‐‐

Oh! Ah! Ooh!

Also, Lazor Wulf got something way cooler

than some old‐ass moonwalking.

And the shit is infectious, too.

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

We call it the "Gillie‐Wet‐Foot"!

Whoa. That looks almost as weird as that one time

that ghost haunted my armpit.

♪

Ahh! [ Chuckles ]

Look, my armpit is haunted, yalls.

Stupid Horse, none of that has ever happened!

Yet.

Anyway, I woke up like this and figured,

"Lazor Wulf, you got something here."

I mean... its different.

You should put it on your NoiseBubble.

Already done.

Its actually doing better than my usual stuff.

Folks seem to dig it.

Now, be quiet ‐‐ a commercials on.

♪

We now have corn and pizza rolls.

For an unlimited amount of time only.

Come get some and bring money with you this time.

Dont come to my store without no money.

Im not playing with yall no more!

[ Cough! ] What are we doing here right now?

We should be at Esthers eating corn and pizza rolls!

You guys! I can do it, too!

Now, Im okay with this.

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

This is truly infectious.

And make sure that you notate how many times

I say the word "infectious."

Ha! The whole world gonna get that Gillie‐Wet‐Foot!

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

What is this mess?

Its "Gillie‐Wet‐Foot."

Gillie‐Wet‐Who?

What the hell is that?

Lazor Wulf. Where?

He better not be in my [bshh] home!

Bro, chill.

"Gillie‐Wet‐Foot" is Lazor Wulfs new song.

Lazor Wulf makes music?!

When? Since yesterday, man.

He just dropped this one. Its called "Gillie‐Wet‐Foot."

See? Bro, you got hella followers, bro.

And he just dropped a video.

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

Thats my new sickness!

Goddamn it, Wallace, how did he get my new disease?

[Bshh] if I know.

[ Snoring ]

[ Chime! ]

My sickness leaks, and of all the creatures in the world,

it chose to infect Lazor Wulf!

Oh, Im sorry. Gippie‐Wet‐[Bshh].

I mean, keeping it bam, bro. He made a hit.

Its not supposed to be a hit, Wallace.

Its supposed to be a [bshh] disease!

Look, it was an honest mistake that I didnt make.

So lets not dwell on the past, man.

Shut up, Wallace. We have to get ahead of this.

I cant let him take credit for what is mine.

Do we, though? In a way, its probably better

that he caught the sickness, anyway.

What?! Why?!

Right, cause honestly,

if you wouldve dropped that [bshh]

I guarantee it wouldve been a thud.

Remember when you dropped "Mugglebutt"?

[ Clarinet plays ]

A thud.

♪

Welcome to "Jamming with Jamantha."

Im your host, Jamantha Carthwright.

Todays panel we have ‐‐ Let me talk, damn it!

Im here to talk about my new disease

thats going to be launching soon.

Youre releasing a "new" disease?

Is it "Mugglebutt" again? Hell no.

"Mugglebutt" was a misstep. Dont mention it again.

If I may ask, why are you so angry?

Im not angry. Im chill.

Remember Bike Week for a day?

Well, youre here to promote a disease.

That seems angry to me.

So angry.

I dont have to deal with this shit.

All right, Ive had enough of this!

Wallace, man the camera.

Tss.

Let me tell yall something.

There comes a time when you bozos...

Yo. ...need to be reminded who the hell I am.

When that time comes, I drop a new sickness

to give you a nice reminder.

Bro. And let me make this clear.

This aint no "Mugglebutt." [ Whistles ]

This disease is gonna shake your foundation

and shatter your soul.

When this is officially released no one will be talking about

"Gillie‐Wet‐Foot."

Thud. Shut up, Wallace!

Hear me, Strongburg!

This will have the streets crazy.

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Cellphone beeps, indistinct chatter over phone ]

[ Cellphone beeps ] So...

I just got a call from The Streets.

It said itd appreciate you not speaking for it,

cause it dont know you, breh.

Thanks. The Streets said that?

Can I get yalls order?

I want corn and pizza rolls right the [bshh] now.

I need corn and pizza rolls right the [bshh] now!

Anything else?

Can I get a cup of tea with lemon, please?

I want a bowl of soda, and a ‐‐ Lazor?

Whatchu want, baby?

I think Ill have some of this.

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

So infectious.

Seriously. Is it not?

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

Hey, Lazor Wulf, also known as Gillie‐Wet‐Foot,

you definitely got the juice.

Thats cause Lazor Wulf, also known as Gillie‐Wet‐Foot,

brings the party with him.

This is cool and all, but where in tarnations

are my corn and pizza rolls?!

♪

[ Beeping ]

[ Rapid beeping ]

[ Buzzer ]

[ Cheers and applause ]

♪

From 4 to over 400 million followers on NoiseBubble,

in what feels like overnight ‐‐ Tell us how.

Ive always said,

"With great power comes great responsibility."

So I took this power and gave yall this art.

You definitely just said a group of words.

Would you mind giving us a performance?

Where is the damn corn and pizza rolls?!

Hey, bring me a plate of corn

and pizza rolls right the [bshh] now!

Gotta show them that you not with the games, my dude.

[ Telephone rings ]

Oh, we have a word from The Streets

calling from the streets.

It says, "It [bshh] with you heavy,

and youre the only one that understands it.

And youre not a cornball like God."

He is a cornball.

Well, I appreciate the love.

If we have more time to talk, we should speak about

how we should rebrand coffee as Angry Mud.

Wheres the camera?

Its my disease! Not his! Its mine!

Can you bring it down? Youre hurting my ears.

Theyre very important to my process,

and thats the same process that allowed me to create

"Gillie‐Wet‐Foot."

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

Oh, did you?

Wallace, hand him the papers.

What up, Wallace? Hows deadworld?

Bro, man. Its ‐‐ its terrible as always, man.

You know Gods straight tripping, Canny.

I gotta give you this, though.

Sorry, guys.

Youre suing Lazor Wulf on the grounds

that this is your intellectual property?

I never see any of this coming.

Damn! Im sorry, bro.

Thats some lame‐ass [bshh], God.

I want whats mine.

You always gotta take things an extra level.

What is all this?

A jury of my only peer ‐‐

Judge Judy.

Welcome to court, you bitches.

Thats mean.

You shouldnt call anyone a B‐I‐itch.

Boy! Fair enough.

Lets court.

Tell me whats wrong, lil fella.

Well, he stole from me!

I created that disease, and he stole my property

and turned it into a song and dance!

Who does that?!

Its my intellectual property, and I want it back!

Disease? Intellectual property?

Now calling Dumb Horse to the stand.

Wait, what?

Im acting as your main homey, character witness,

and possibility lawyer?

I dont know. Well see.

Stupid Horse, wait a minute.

I have something to say. Huh?

He just mad cause I took his sickness and made it better.

But Im done with it. You can have it back now.

Lazor Wulf!

[ Clears throat ] [ Deep voice ] Lazor Wulf.

Noooooooo‐o‐o‐o‐o‐o‐o.

Its okay. The angry man dont know what he doing with it.

That just gonna thud, just like "Mugglebutt."

[Bshh] you, Lazor Wulf! No [bshh] you.

No [bshh] you! You know what?

I have something Id actually really like to share with you.

What? [Bshh] you.

Get to the point, dickhead.

Theres no point, man. He can have it.

Come on, guys, lets go home.

Fine by me. By the power vested in me

by the almighty God and Kang World Syndication,

I declare God the winner

and ne‐e‐e‐w Heavyweight Champion of the Wo‐o‐o‐rld!

This is bigger than the New Jersey Booty Flu

and Esthers corn and pizza rolls combined.

Hows my hairline? [ Bird screeches ]

It looks smashing.

How can people eat this? Its such a bad combination.

Well? God is still undefeated.

[ Laughs ]

Finally, the public will be able to receive the real sickness.

Not this ‐‐ Yo, yo. Check this out.

You might want to hold on.

[ Dial‐up Internet connecting ]

Oh...my...Go‐o‐o‐d.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Yo, bro. The Streets just hit me back with a message, man.

What it say?

"Hi dee ho, God, its The Streets.

Your pandemic is extremely buns, good sir.

This [bshh] will only be hot in Milwaukee.

Never mention me or my family ever again,

or were [bshh] your [bshh] up.

Thanks! The Streets."

Pull the sickness, Wallace. Im going to bed.

Another thud.

That was a strange 11 minutes, huh?

Too many things happened.

Way too much.

You were right, though.

God is such a cornball.

[ Thunder crashes ] Aah!

Sorry, great homey in the sky!

Whatever. Im going to bed.

But before I go, you should check this out.

My spinna! Thats so dope!

Yo, its equally as infectious as the "Gillie‐Wet‐Foot."

Ah, so dope!

Howd he do that?

He has to teach me.

Aah! My ankies!

♪