Francis: Uh ohs, it’s time for some snackeroones. Hey pops, What about some ham-burglars Ethan: You, you mean burgers? Francis: Yeahs burglars Ethan: (gets buns, singing) Turkey, lobster, sweet potato pie. Pancakes piled up ’till they reach the sky. Francis: (singing) Wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak wak Ethan: bun down! Francis: …. Simon: …. Ethan: Then patty, followed by ketchup, mustard, pickles, extra onions, lettuce, cheese, tomatoes, and bun, in that order!
Consent is easy It looks like Me sending you texts all day About Tongue and two finger combos what I wish I could do Because I know you like them It looks like me Wearing a tie Because I know You like to take it off And be blindfolded Consent Is both of us Passionately Having fun Both of us Burning out together Both of us Coupled together Like A spliced electrical wire That’s consent —— If it isn’t firing If it isn’t equally enthusiastic If you’re not in to it Than I’m not having fun We can do something different Anything Cook Nap There is no pressure to be anything
You are Not A number on a scale Body mass Or The hardness of your dick. The fit of your shirt The measure of your hairline The balance of your bank account … The The The The
You are Your word Your thoughts Your loyalty Your character Your ethic Your legacy Your wit Your grit —— Don’t buy what they are selling … Don’t hate what they are selling Don’t even consider it… It’s just their job… That’s what they do …
But you Are A man A father A son A husband A brother A human citizen And you Are Here.
You adapt to change And Obstacles Like an Olympic athlete And you run this race Your race And you have a cloud of Witnesses watching Cheering you on… You are what you love And how you love You are hands that build And Leave A legacy.
Ethan: (steps in something…) what the?? Ugh…FRANCIS! Francis Cash! Get in here! Francis: What did I do? Ethan: Why did you not use your litter box? Oh my god, it’s everywhere…this is carpet man. (Starts to clean it up.) Wait, this isn’t sh$t this is olives… Simon: Yeah, I wouldn’t eat those, they’re gross and disgusting. Francis: Atleast he tries new tings. Simon: the cheeses were good tho. Ethan: man, I was saving these…