I WOKE UP ON SOME WU TANG SHIT
ONLY 1 O'CLOCK? GREAT
NOT TOO LATE YET
GET UP
GET BRUSHED
IT GETS TOUGH STEPPING UP & DELIVERING EVERY TIME
AS THAT MOTHERFUCKER WHO CAN'T MISS
PUT ON A RANDOM PAIR OF SOCKS
& IF THEY MATCH? SICK
FEED THE CATS
CHANGE THE LITTER
SCOOP THE CAT PISS
I SHOULD PROBABLY EAT BEFORE I GET TOO HYPERACTIVE
GET TOO DISTRACTED WITH MY LONG LIST OF MICROACTIONS
FUCK IT
TRY TO WASH THE DISHES
THINK ABOUT MY LAUNDRY THEN IMMEDIATELY FORGET IT
I TURNED ON A PODCAST & DIDN'T EVEN LISTEN
GODDAMNIT
I WALKED AWAY FOR A MINUTE & FORGOT ALL ABOUT THEM DISHES
BRING THE MUTHAFUCKIN RUCKUS
WRITE A COUPLE RHYMES DOWN & EVERY ONE OF EM BUCKETS
RUN IT LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT
WHO SCREAMS INTO MIC
CAUSE IT KEEPS ME ALIVE
TIL I FINALLY GET A PIECE OF THE PIE
ALRIGHT
WIND DOWN WITH A BONG RIP GAUNTLET 
AH SHIT, TOTALLY FORGOT TO DO THE LAUNDRY
I GUESS I'LL DO THAT SHIT TOMORROW

VPC 7 Round 3

Perfect Cell [Joey Z, Big Fake] - Tomorrow In 50 Seconds

Man
Not an island
I never said goodbye and
I don't even know
You alive?
I stopped believing I'd still breathe in
Barely hanging on
Waves crashing around me
Feet in the sand
I always wanted to live at the beach
Here I stand
What did I do with my last year?
Smoke the weeds that grow and sit here
Funny how life just goes on and on
Even if everything stops
I could have existed alone anywhere
But this island prison
Monotonous walls of waves
Endlessly crashing every day
Whoosh
I tried to escape
At first it consumed me 
Like I consumed that barrel of rum
That I grabbed in the dark sea that saved my life
Or I thought it did
Before it tried to kill me
Hey, I got thirsty
I tried to build a raft
Signal with smoke
Hard to keep that up
Day after day when alone
So over and over, sunset, sunrise, rain or shine
- and it rains a lot here - 
I thought of the last thing I said to you as you left
So dumb
I guess you got the space you said you needed
and I have all the time in the world to replay it
You know that saying,
"If you got trapped on an island and could only bring..."
Well, I did and I got to bring everything
But everything? Not enough with no one
No one to love, with all of the stuff but
No one to point to the sun above
Setting over the most breathtaking horizon
So dumb
Losing you? My greatest fear
Now I have an island of everything
And I can't wish you here
I don't think I can live as an island for another year
Sorry, but
I can't do this for another year

Former Fat Boys [A Dinosaur, Hard Corey] - I Was An Island

Stuck on this island, the trouble just piling 
up and then rising above the horizon. 
Nothing surprising under the bright sun. 
Fuck with poseidon, get struck by the trident! 
Son of the titans. Thunder and lightning. 
The undeniably crummiest timing. 
A couple of hyphens-- 
I suck at describing my struggle in writing. 
I wonder if I might become reunited with dry land, 
or if anyone can even find me where I stand... 
You wouldn't happen to recognize this white sand 
by chance? 'Cause I can't! 
The return address: Desertedness. If this ever surfaces, 
pretty sure I guess you've never heard of this. 
Purposeless! Better start preparing for permanence, 
'cause of the limitations I observe myself working with. 
I wanna leave, but it dawns on me I'll probably rot on this beach. 
If I thought I'd see other people, I'd believe posthumously. 
Ardamus keeps working hard on this beat, 
but I'd find it less awkward if he'd bother talking to me. 
In shock, or just seething 'cause he thinks I caused this debacle? 
Lost in his thoughts while mine get tossed in this bottle? 
Contents long gone, God crossed off of the gospel. 
Just gotta process the awful like hot sauce up a nostril. 
Nature, a hostel as hostile as possible, 
fatally harsh and too far from a hospital. 
Lots of unsolvable problems and obstacles. 
Consciousness distorted as if through a Boss pedal. 
Give me the bronze medal in shit going wrong! 
The minute we've gone, I'll sing the victory song. 
Time ticking along. Trickery! Contradictory! Wrong! 
Shorter hours; seconds getting unpredictably long. 
Don't know what we should do, 
except accept we've stepped into a Kobayashi Maru. 
Colossally screwed across the great blue yonder. 
A quandary we don't have the philosophy to ponder, 
finding the long shot our hearts grew fonder-- 
Better yet, new harbor. Hardly. Too somber? 
Two goners, doomed to wander a handful of square feet, 
lucky if we last a mere week.

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Flaskpost

Ooh, it's a sexy ass beat in the headphones
I was moving my feet even when I was alone,
Now we're close, and you're closing the door
I want more, baby show me what you got

Like a head in the sky, feeling so high,
Now I'm being lain down low, so slow, oh my
So nice, we caress, fingers run across your chest
Running through the little hairs, like a nest, come here...

I get close and I whisper in your ear
All the things you know I wanna hear, and some you don't
I say "Mike, every castle needs a moat", "and you know,
that you're mine, you protect me like the outermost

wall of a keep", "you're the lord to my lady, but baby,
there's something you should know":
They're saying we make fun of rap. They say we're whack.

They say we're whack?

"You're making fun of rap!"
wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT
"You're rhymes are fuckin whack!"
wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT
"I wish you'd take it seriously, it's not good, not for me"
wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT

Ohh, I'm in bed,
tucked up tight for the night, I'm wrecked, all set,
For a helluva snooze, got a flight direct
Down to noddy land, I body slam,
Down on the sheets, so silky soft,  
And I'm lost in the dreams in my head, instead

DING DING on the phone on my nightstand
Right then, message on read
"They're saying we make fun of rap"
"They say we're whack"
Now I'm shell-shocked staring at the text
Hit em with the "new phone, who dis?", Frank says "dude it's,
me" and you know what's next 
We hold each other tight, we cry together 
We try to make it better cos we're so depressed

And the messages are coming in the streams.
Y'all motherfuckers mean.

"You're making fun of rap!"
wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT
"You're rhymes are fuckin whack!"
wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT
"I wish you'd take it seriously, it's not good, not for me"
wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT

When you, go hat shopping you want a hat
So how is that bad? Your feedback is whack
Not my raps, I'm hot and my rapping is sick
Like a dog when its got a paralysis tick

Click click, have you ever ever felt like this
When strange things happen and you're going round the twist? (this is a reference to an australian show you don't know)
A group from Down Under just went over your head (this is a reference to how you didn't get that last reference)

We're under ya bed, like Sulley, 
And we're landing on the Hudson
Guns on my belt, I'm hot and my rapping is sick
You can celebrate this dick

*random hype noises*

Spandex Moose is the best band!
In the VPC, every year!

Spandex Moose are the best rappers!
In history, this is some Wu Tang Shit

Celebrate (Spandex Moose!) come on!


It's the moose, dawg
Number One like Hoops, dawg (this is another funny reference you don't get but it's funny trust me)
Thats the truth, dawg
Two man wrecking crew, dawg
We're just front-page news, dawg
Call us Murdochs

We're from the Antipodese
Yeah antipod-eez nuts

You had garlic? How bout you garlic my butthole

Kings of the mic
And if you don't like it?
wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT
*mic drop*

VPC7 Round 4

Spandex Moose [Mike Bananas, Frank Danger] - wHy dOn'T yOu cRy aBoUt iT (ft. Joey Zed)

A DINOSAUR:
you been in my thoughts
for the last 12 months
used to think about it
morning night time even at lunch
and i love lunch
don't fuck up a man's lunch
i don't don't wanna
see your face
in my brain while i'm
eating on a sandwunch
damn girl
it's not your fault
well it's your fault
cuz you texted 
cuz you called
broke my heart
wish that was all
found out you cheated in the fall
of course you cheated beat it
always accusing 
me of doing
what you were doing
screwing with my head
so sorry that you're dead

dearly beloved we're gathered
on this beach
and ask you to shed no gator tears for the deceased
we're celebrating my life
we pouring bottles out
to the moon all time high
cuz i'm back now 
you made a fool of me so you deserve a eulogy
be honored, as you will soon see
we've prepared like two or three
death is just a path that we all must take
next time you're in a garden, ho, step on a rake
all the world's a stage, so i hope your legs brake
you could fight tammy or amy slaton and punch above your weight!
follow your dreams, the sky's the limit, you should go soon!
aim for the stars, go get stuck on the moon
the sooner the better
pallbearers come get her
it's off with her header
swim with the fishes
girl down where it's wetter
under the sea and just gone
yeah I know you know the song
now excuse me baby 
i was busy eating on a foot long

punch drunk
i'm a love hunk
in a funk
eating subs on a trunk
that they brought 
to save this monk
a rescued recluse
wrecking refuse eww
saved that line from round two
when we went out i never 
thought it would turn out the trash was you
the submarine that rescued me
is dope
with sandwich artist sailors
there's a subway on the boat 
wind whipping through our hair
we got top down on the submarine
amen brother blasting
in our undersea limosine
wait

BEEFY:
benny baby you seem overly confused
but i've been told by other mortals here that time is just a ruse
like it doesn't play by rules like it's got nothing to lose
and I guess that technically it doesn't now because your dead

A DINOSAUR:
Huh?

BEEFY:
eat your sub bub and just listen, ok?
we've got some lovely parting gifts to thank you much for your stay
there's the wealth of human knowledge and I know what you been thinking
where you're going there ain't nobody that's been cheating
and you no longer have to worry bout a breakbeat
to-be verbs, or using a mic that's antique
Oh I'm sorry, that's a round that's coming up
but you ain't gotta stress that now because you're deader than a stump
too soon? for a dinosaur you're kind of a wimp
grow some muscles, live laugh love unlike a shrimp
and though it's purgatory end of story, that's how it goes
but you're an "artist", so you get it, on with the show

HARD COREY:
Ben!
You're dead
Drowning on your own misery
You see 
It was my plan the whole time
My plan to become
It was my plan to become the star
You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!
You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!
You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!
You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!
You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!
You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!
You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead! You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead!
You're dead.

Former Fat Boys [A Dinosaur, Hard Corey] - ded2me (ft. Beefy)

Amy Schumer and Goldie Hawn team up in this girls only comedy that the Double Toasted podcast try really hard not to rip apart ... do they succeed? Only one way to find out!

SNATCHED - Double Toasted Audio Review

Summary:  It's the day before the wedding. Sherlock thinks that John's 
                    slightly demented. John's just happy. (So is Sherlock but, 
                    shh, don't tell.)  And the day is only just beginning...
                    Mrs Hudson catches the boys dancing and brings word of 
                    Mummy Holmes.

Unkissed

Unhinged 1,2 by 221b_hound

Rated: Teen and Up
Summary: After his Fall, Sherlock travels the world to destroy what remains of James Moriarty's criminal empire. When things don't go according to plan and he finds himself in desperate need of a discreet means of travel, cue MJN Air ...
Original Text:https://archiveofourown.org/works/595947?view_full_work=true
AO3 for 🧡:
Music: Where We Are by Mark Petrie and Brent McCorkle

Over Cloud and Under Cloud

Chapter 1

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Former Fat Boys [A Dinosaur, Hard Corey] - I Was An Island

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