The Masses

Act XII

M16.1: What is this?

M17.1: We've been trying to figure that out ourselves.

M16.1: Oh.

M8.2: It's just a rock.

M16.1: What is?

M8.2: That (points to cock sticking out of the ground).

M17.1: No. I still think it's some kind of message.

M8.2: A message from whom?

M17.1: The gods.

M16.1 and M8.2: What gods?

M17.1: Oh, I don't know. Some insane woman mentioned them earlier.

M16.1: Um. Anyway, that's not what I was asking. I meant in general.

M17.1: Oh. Right. This is the e-garden.

M16.1: What are we doing here?

M17.1: Mostly just fucking a... Wait. This is a problem.

M8.2: Oh, you noticed that, did you? What the hell are we going to do now?

M16.1: What's the problem?

M17.1: There are no girls!

M16.1: So? What do we need girls for?

M8.2: For fucking, obviously.

M16.1: Ah. Yes. I see your point. (After a pause) so where are they?

M17.1: The last one just died, I think.

M8.2: Gods, she was fun.

M17.1: I could have spent the rest of my life with just the three of us doing that.

M8.2: Right? That stupid rock interrupted us. We really need another girl..

M17.1: Oh, they're not all like that.

M16.1: Like what?

M17.1: You had to be there... But there was a girl here before your time that didn't want to fuck at all, until the end.

M8.2: What? Not at all? Why would anyone not want to fuck?

M17.1: I really don't know. She seemed to think there was some kind of value in not fucking.

M16.1: Was she right (eats an apple)?

M8.2: Hey. That looks good (picks up an apple and starts to eat it). If she was, I have no interest in finding out.

M17.1: No, I doubt she was right. It seemed more like she wanted to be 'chosen' or something.

M8.2: Chosen for what?

M17.1: You know, I'm not sure. Fucking, I guess.

M8.2: Wait, she didn't want to fuck until she was chosen to fuck?

M17.1: Well, it sounds dumber than it was.

M8.2: No, I think that's exactly as dumb as it sounds.

M17.1: Well, she was really hot.

M8.2: (after a pause) And?

M17.1: and.. I don't know. That seemed to be why she wanted to be chosen. She wanted recognition for her hotness before fucking.

M8.2: Yeah, that's dumb. Fucking is recognition. Can you imagine how much more exciting the last girl would have been if she was hot?

M16.1: Not to interrupt but... There are no girls around, now. How about we talk about something other than fucking?