NO NOISE
PLAY IN SILENCE
CREATE MORE SILENCE
AS ONLOOKERS STARE
DISBELIEVING THEIR EYES AND EARS
MOUTHS AGAPE, STILL, SILENT

JAMES BUN wanders aimlessly through the casino, staring at the ceiling, chewing on a plain bun, twirling a pistol. He approaches the table and bumps into the CROUPIER.

CROUPIER
Sir, outside food is not permitted in—

James shoots the croupier in the stomach.

JAMES BUN
I'm James and I like buns.

When I was young, younger than before
I never saw wolfman hanging by the door
And now I'm older, see him face to face
And now I'm older, gotta get up, flee this place

Your kid's eyes called. They need you to pick them up at the library, and then they need you to pick up the rest of your kid, who's been wandering around sightlessly in the ravine behind the library.

To live in a functional commonwealth, one must be governed by an absolute sovereign whose rule enforces the wearing of headphones in public and the making of phones with headphone jacks

(The doctor picks up an apple, visibly distressed.)

—And, uh, what about this? Can you identify this object?

—It's a scootboard. That's what it is.

Elon Musk: So the joke, the joke is, (Laughs) There, uh, there's a chicken, and a, uh, a road... (Laughs) And the question is, uh, why did it happen? (Laughs)

Does it involve decorative gourds? The short answer is yes, but before I go on, you should probably sit down...

If a head is to be impaled on a spike, some would say that placing the head at the very top of the spike is the most respectful position