The Many Musical Likes of Innerreach.

[WORTHAUGERa]

Fuckoff, kid!

I’m on it.

[Innerreach]

Dude, no. I don’t read what’s printed on the side of the sippy cups, I just hand them out.

Precious, really.

When, not if motherfucker! I release my podcast not only will I usurp your ego in this paradigm, but I’ll still be able to kick yo faggot ass, IRL.

I'll make sure of that if it's the last thing I ever accomplish, bitchboy.

#Ground Control To Major Tom

#Capeche

[Innerreach]

I love it already, and surely so do you, but just ask yourself… later, will you even remember? Do you remember that I said that I remember that there was alcohol in my trunk? I forgot all about it until just now, it’s still sitting there. Untouched. Unnecessary. Undrank.

Wait, is it, “undranken”? I would bet the farm against the fence, you don’t know… and not for the usual reason.

I remember, you fucking ass-clown.

#Angry is my love language motherfucker

#RAWR!

[Innerreach]

I learned from Mohammed Ali.

Technically, as a lifelong pacifist and as a student of Sun Tzu, I only ever really need one hit point; any more than that would be simply unsporting.

I'm sorry, dude. I don't really care. Yeah.... What? I wasn't listening.

[Worthauger]

I wasn't listening.

Similarly; technically, when one only has one I.Q. point, it doesn't really matter if one listens or not.

[Worthauger]

I don't really care.

Hey, the next time you stab yourself in the calf and bleed yourself out in the shower, right before that, can you arrange it so that I get all your stuff? I'm about to have five kids to feed.

Inheritance is becoming a really strong part of my brand. I'm thinking of applying for another patent. Now that I've lassoed, hog-tied, and sold into white drug slavery, all those damn kids camping out on My Mother, The Lich’s Trust’s lawn, nothing can stop me now.

NOTHING. Except, maybe for p****.

Maybe.

[Worthauger]

#Angry is my love language motherfucker

BTW: This song doesn't hold up all that well. Dave doesn't sound angry at all. He sounds like a mega–beta. Is it true that he's really short? Maybe that's just what an angry dwarf sounds like.

I wouldn't know. But I have not had a listen to this song in nearly 20 years, and since then I've had a lot more experience with what angry people sound like.

Teehee! *click*

[Innerreach]

Similarly; technically, when one only has one I.Q. point, it doesn't really matter if one listens or not.

You have a gift for expression in this calculated existence that you placed yourself in. I'm a 6th-grade drop-out, and I most certainly promise you that my use of alcohol has made you slippery in discerning this simple factoid. Jackie, I'm far more brilliant than you think.

#Now Hush Son

#Shhh🤫

[Worthauger]

You have a gift for expression in this calculated existence that you placed yourself in.

The exact, operative word we're looking to use here would be: volunteered. Ultimately, it was obviously worth it. What am I supposed to feel, guilty? S*** no. I feel gilded.

I'm a 6th-grade drop-out, and I most certainly promise you that my use of alcohol has made you slippery in discerning this simple factoid.

That makes you smarter then all these tubby little shits running around with their tablets and their lunch boxes and their windbreakers who genuinely believe that arguing with their parents is part of normal growing up. (It's not.)

Jackie, I'm far more brilliant than you think.

YOU'RE NOT EVEN REALLY DRINKING AND I KNOW IT. CONFESS.

#Now Hush Son

#Shhh🤫

I will always be a loud, nitty-gritty dirty little legitimate phreak. It's not just my brand; at this point, it's my pasture. I'm f****** middle-aged, and I just literally aced the sea trials and mastered every challenge for my crisis. Don't just f****** clap, m***********—feed your limbs into a mechanical air raid siren. Cock first.

You know what it is, Dad? ‘Course you do! You jelly. 

[Innerreach]

The exact, operative word we're looking to use here would be: volunteered. Ultimately, it was obviously worth it. What am I supposed to feel, guilty? S*** no. I feel gilded.

That makes you smarter then all these tubby little shits running around with their tablets and their lunch boxes and their windbreakers who genuinely believe that arguing with their parents is part of normal growing up. (It's not.)

YOU'RE NOT EVEN REALLY DRINKING AND I KNOW IT. CONFESS.

I will always be a loud, nitty-gritty dirty little freak. It's not just my brand; at this point, it's my pasture. I'm f****** middle-aged, and I just literally aced the sea trials and mastered every challenge for my crisis. Don't just f****** clap, m***********—feed your limbs into a mechanical air raid siren. Cock first.

You know what it is, Dad? ‘Course you do! You jelly.

I love you like the sidekick you never had, or will have.

(((Slam)))

Words on a fucking page. Blah blah blah

Thanks for correcting the one-dimensional aspects of your perceived reality, that you think of as Scripture .

Sea of trials, gilded. Blah blah fucking blah!

I already serve a God, douche. Alpha-Omega Is this ringing any bells, bitch!

[Innerreach]

[AZZERAE]

I can't seem to find the attendance register.

[Innerreach]

I can't seem to find the attendance register.

I'm just now, maybe and finally getting use to Jackstar’s empathy, now this.

#Taurus

FfffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuUuuuuuucking SUCK!

[Innerreach]

I can't believe it! He's really fucking gone!

Jesus H Christ, Azzerae!

Your Psychotherapist told you to take the blue pill in the morning, not the fucking red one!

Why is it that you crazy fucks can't manage to divide your pills into those weekly plastic fucking containers like the rest of us normies!?

I mean, you can manage a podcast! You can make a fucking self-loathing scrapbook full of self-mutilation imagery, but far be it from you as to show just a little fucking diplomacy towards the only faggot we have in this tiny little shit-hole of the inter-web that we call home.

Thanks to you, my fellatio privileges have been suspended fucking permanently!

You owe my boyfriend a fucking apology!

I don't wanna hear any Goddamn bullshit rationalizations either! Be like Nike Motherfucker, and JUST DO IT!

Apologies to my boyfriend you bastard!

[Worthauger]

Apologies to my boyfriend you bastard!

I wanted to invite him on a date with me and Vapefruit, but I guess he's busy and/or too good for the likes of reprobates like VVe.