A Play (With Actors)
A Play About the Human Condition, Air.
Characters:
BreakDownLane- Gerard Depardue
Suzy Sweatsuit- Robin Williams
Ian Mckellen- Ian Mckellen (Maybe a (K)nightime guy)
Wizard Hats- Sean Penn, Robin Wright-Penn, Sigourney Weaver,
Annie Lennox, Lions & Lionesses
Wizard Hats' Braces: Harrison Ford
Those Mouth Rubber Bands: DMX, Tiger Woods
Baby Overalls- That Lady Who Sang "Rythm is a Dancer"
The Clothes Hanger- Richard Dryfuss
Allen Roberts- The Brave Little Toaster
Setting:
A Break Down Lane. Strewn about bean bag chairs and Ball Point Pens provide confidence and satisfaction.
ACT I
As the light come up we find young Allen Roberts. We weren't sure where we left him, but we are glad to have found him once again.
Allen Roberts (AR): This damn car. I can't believe it. I could have sworn I filled the tank last week.
BreakDownLane (BDL): *Puts Face in Hands* I told you so. I mean I love you but, sometimes, sometimes I dont think you even hear me.
AR: I'm sorry hunny but work has got me in such a tizzy this week. I'm trying to close the Robinson case and Mr. Fyfe is totally breathing down my neck, and Wizardhats needs braces. I just don't know how we're gonna make ends meet!
*Fade to Plaid, Like On A Scottish Guys Skirt.
Scots=Total Chicksz*
ACT II
AR: *Chokes on a Chicken Bone and Dies*
BDL: *Gets Stabbed in the Lung by Wizard Hats and Dies*
Wizard Hats (WH): *Breathes in a Plastic Bag*
ACT III
Susy Sweatshirt (SS): People from other countries are different than me. I don't. But maybe on this time around it will come full circle. Pie are squared, but really the shape depends on what you want, feel, or feelings. The cycle of hate has a flat tire. In this day and age you need to be at least 18 to enter the store, because we have that stuff in here, yall gonna make me lose my mind up in here? Up in here, if you are on the top floor of a house you might be in the attic. Digital Watch. Watch the tears, they are light(ening) emitting. Die old emissions, with your reprsentative taxing that has no qualities of represent. Throw your hood up. But make sure you're arent still wearing you're sweatshirt. You might strangle. Suffer. Folk music playing is what we feel or our what this is different than what maybe goes on in Providence comma space are I? Skipping rope, skipping rope, please follow. *Keith Foulke*
Characters:
BreakDownLane- Gerard Depardue
Suzy Sweatsuit- Robin Williams
Ian Mckellen- Ian Mckellen (Maybe a (K)nightime guy)
Wizard Hats- Sean Penn, Robin Wright-Penn, Sigourney Weaver,
Annie Lennox, Lions & Lionesses
Wizard Hats' Braces: Harrison Ford
Those Mouth Rubber Bands: DMX, Tiger Woods
Baby Overalls- That Lady Who Sang "Rythm is a Dancer"
The Clothes Hanger- Richard Dryfuss
Allen Roberts- The Brave Little Toaster
Setting:
A Break Down Lane. Strewn about bean bag chairs and Ball Point Pens provide confidence and satisfaction.
ACT I
As the light come up we find young Allen Roberts. We weren't sure where we left him, but we are glad to have found him once again.
Allen Roberts (AR): This damn car. I can't believe it. I could have sworn I filled the tank last week.
BreakDownLane (BDL): *Puts Face in Hands* I told you so. I mean I love you but, sometimes, sometimes I dont think you even hear me.
AR: I'm sorry hunny but work has got me in such a tizzy this week. I'm trying to close the Robinson case and Mr. Fyfe is totally breathing down my neck, and Wizardhats needs braces. I just don't know how we're gonna make ends meet!
*Fade to Plaid, Like On A Scottish Guys Skirt.
Scots=Total Chicksz*
ACT II
AR: *Chokes on a Chicken Bone and Dies*
BDL: *Gets Stabbed in the Lung by Wizard Hats and Dies*
Wizard Hats (WH): *Breathes in a Plastic Bag*
ACT III
Susy Sweatshirt (SS): People from other countries are different than me. I don't. But maybe on this time around it will come full circle. Pie are squared, but really the shape depends on what you want, feel, or feelings. The cycle of hate has a flat tire. In this day and age you need to be at least 18 to enter the store, because we have that stuff in here, yall gonna make me lose my mind up in here? Up in here, if you are on the top floor of a house you might be in the attic. Digital Watch. Watch the tears, they are light(ening) emitting. Die old emissions, with your reprsentative taxing that has no qualities of represent. Throw your hood up. But make sure you're arent still wearing you're sweatshirt. You might strangle. Suffer. Folk music playing is what we feel or our what this is different than what maybe goes on in Providence comma space are I? Skipping rope, skipping rope, please follow. *Keith Foulke*