Plenty of slurp has been consumed as the early hours of the morning approached
The energy in the room has evidently passed its peak and the night is in a phase of Omega vibes
With Snoot members scattered throughout the now trashed house
Either throwing up, sleeping, being suspicious, etc.
Lil Bruh finds himself at the dining room table in the company of no-one but a bottle of Sobi
From across the table, he spots a pair of Nayjaids' glasses
Reaching across and putting them on, followed by a sizable shot of the Sobieski
A sudden urge to run across and put on Microman's bucket hat overwhelms him
And as he puts the bucket hat loosely on top of his massive cranium, something is building inside of him
Engulfed in the darkness of the room and under the influence of incomprehensible Amounts of slurp
Lil Bruh begins to tap into something, no, something begins to tap into him
Something that would change him forever