(A guy is sitting
at a table, going through mail. There is a garbage next to him.)
Male #1: "Junk mail.
Junk mail. Junk mail." (He throws out all of the mail.)
Male #2: "But there
were bills in that stack!"
Male #1: "Shut up!
Shut up. I hate you."
Male #2: (Sulks away.)
Male #1: (Searches through
garbage.) "Ooooh...porn." (Opens up envelope.) "Hey, honey,
Male #2: (Reappears.) "What
is it, sweety?"
Male #1: "We've been
invited to a 9/11 party! This is just what we need!"
Male #2: "That's just
what we need, baby!"
Male #1: "That's what
I just said!...Bitch!"
(A little more than three
(Loud music, either techno
or hardcore rap, is blaring through the speakers at the 9/11 party.)
Host: "So, you guys
Guest #1: "Yes, yes,
too much fun! Ahahaha."
Guest #2: "I'm really
Guest #3: "I almost
feel like I'm going to die."
Guest #3: "No, seriously.
That wasn't a joke. Don't laugh. I wasn't kidding. Shut up."
Guest #4: "Hey, I was
wondering why you're having a 9/11 party. I mean, isn't it kind of insensitive."
(Everyone is quiet after
this daring, bold question is asked.)
Host: "2986. Two thousand,
nine hundred, and eighty-six people. 2986 people had to die for you to
be here tonight, do you know that, asshole? Are you having fun? Are you
having a good time?"
Guest #4: "I guess."
Host: "You piece of
shit. Almost 3000 people died on 9/11, and you're having fun?! How dare
you. You are a horrible human being, absolutely horrible. Do you think
they would've chose to die, so that you could have a good time and get
trashed? Huh? You think they would've spared their lives so you could
have a great time at this party? No, they woul-"
Guest #4: "-Well, I
never said I was having a great time..."
Host: "Yes, you did.
You said 'I'm having a great time.' And frankly, we all are. We're all
having a great time."
(Convinced that they're
having a great time, but slightly irritated that tons of people had to
die for them to have said great time, the party continues.)