Fugz Space TAKEOVER by Fugettes 🏕🎀

May June flips the room "from spectrum to focus mode" — fitting for Fug — and explains there's no official Fugs space today: just the team, the gang, and open discussion. Clasico's mic opened with what sounded like a honking taxi, which set the tone.

Greeting the room, Kadarn declared "Brad is a fucking golfer" (repeatedly, for emphasis) and described feeling so at home he could "hug the sofa" like sleeping on a very silky couch — his signature register of naming everyone in the room three times over.

Clasico noted how much is happening in the space this week, and May June pointed out the obvious: everyone actually listening here is not at NFT NYC. Kadarn's counter 20:03 became the comic beat — nobody at NYC is coming to a Space when there's "a lot of fun cash up there," the Yankee game, and IRL events you're scared to miss.

Kadarn's most substantive stretch: you don't have to jump into the big parties. Frankie the Fug's "good company" dinner club (recent Boston edition, plus Texas, San Diego) is an easy on-ramp — good food gets people talking, and you build connections online first, then small dinners, then "should we just fly up to NYC" so you're not the frog in the well.

Communities skip the $500 convention tickets and live on the side events. Her practical advice: share an Airbnb with trustworthy community people, stay near where the events cluster, and split Ubers four or five deep — cheaper and more community-focused.

Asked who'd eat the most sushi, Pixel revealed he used to love it until one bad piece cost him two weeks of fever and eight kilos — "never again I touched a single raw fish." The team then imagined yacht as strictly a mash-and-peas, chicken-pot-pie man who'd refuse sushi on sight.

In the "who secretly hates someone" round, Pixel confessed he's constitutionally incapable of it — his wife can't understand how he forgives friends who've wronged him. The room instead landed on yacht, who doesn't secretly hate anyone; he just does it publicly, in the name of love.

On who'd leak a launch: "If you guys give me enough money, I'll leak it all." Earlier, May June owned up that she learned about the LT3 pillows through Al before release — with the group insisting that when the founder yacht "leaks," it's on purpose and therefore just alpha.

May June got distracted by the word "music" ("musics") and pivoted to her plan: personalized songs for everyone who showed up, released under the Fuggettes artist on Spotify. MX suggested anyone who doesn't reply to the DM gets called gay in the hook — accepted as a great idea.

A round-robin: Clasico and MX split between the anime Fug and old man Jenkins the elder Fug (who "has so much personality… smoke his pipe"), Pixel championed the pickle one plus Fug #11 (which yacht tried and failed to buy for him), and Kadarn went with the elder Fug.