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From the Twitter screencap, Sarah Alice writes:
She didn't end up decimating shit. It's still online and active. I want to know what the deal was between her and josh moon [sic] to get her off the front page.
EXT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
INT. WAREHOUSE - OFFICE - NIGHT
Two people, KEFFALS and NULL, are seated in a ramshackle office, a card table between them, harshly illuminated only by a single hanging bulb swaying slowly overhead. KEFFALS, radiating malice and spite, is glaring at NULL. In contrast, NULL is imperturbable. He looks mildly bored. Both are flanked by their respective security details, TROONS on one side, KIWI FARMERS on the other. Everyone is armed. The situation is tense.
KEFFALS
So what's it gonna take to get me off the front page, you misogynist motherfucker?
NULL
I already took you off the front page. I told you that on the phone.
KEFFALS
You want sex, is that it? You want to rail me until my prostrate explodes? Okay, fine: I'll let you fuck me. You can fuck me now, if you want. Just take me right here.
NULL
Oh God no. Maybe you didn't hear me: I took you off the front page. I've been looking at the analytics and--
KEFFALS
--All right, you fascist swine, I'll even let you play with my magnificent boobs. Look at them. LOOK!
NULL
They're...pointing off in different directions. It's kind of weird, actually.
KEFFALS
Imagine motorboating between these, fucking capitalist pig.
KIWI FARMER (O/S)
That's some unsettling shit right there.
KEFFALS
You want me to fart for you? Okay, all right, my back's against the wall. I've got no choice. I'll fart for you.
NULL
Wait, what?
SINSEER (O/S)
Kill them! Kill them all! REEEEE!
NULL
I think we'll go now, okay? But sure, no worries. You're off the front page, Keffals.
KEFFALS
Swear it, you Nazi bastard. Swear it or by the graves of my nigger Sicilian ancestors, I'll hunt your cracker ass down.
TROON GUARD (O/S)
I'm sorry, your
what ancestors?
NULL
Yeah, we're outta here...
FADE OUT