Surrogate

Rob Neill ©2007

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Neo-Futurists approach and talk directly to an audience member each, eventually sitting near/on/next to them.

Hey, so great to see you.  It has been so long.  Too long really.  Yeah, I am doing this show.  Have been for ______ years/months.  You know I was wondering when I’d see you--if I would ever see you again.  Wow. What I would do--say, when I did.  Gee. Is your cell phone, phone, email down?  ‘Cause I have tried to get a hold of you.  A lot. But you never got back to me.  Even when I tired again.  And Again. And—shit you are a real mutherfucker you know that?  Makes me feel like I am smaller than a barnacle on the whale that is your life’s path. Or something. OR that you don’t value my time--well, me, frankly.  See.

Know what that makes me wanna do?  Kill ya/punch you/kiss you… Nah! Just kidding. Kind of.  I still love/like ya.  Wow.  Almost makes it better.  Just that it is not quite right you being a surrogate for ____________ (name of someone who fits the above description) and all. (exhale). Well, No hard feelings?  (while touching them somewhere odd, possibly) Great! This certainly makes me feel _____________ (how it does).

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