ObPlay: "Waiting for Kibo.":
Act I.
Bob: "Where is Kibo?"
Bob': "I don't know."
Bob: "Let's wait then."
Bob': "OK"
Act II.
Bob: "Where is Kibo?"
Bob': "Over there."
Bob: "OK.
(Kibo is just standing there reading Esquire.)
Act III.
Bob: "Well, do we have to wait for him all day?"
Bob': "Maybe he'll come over here."
Bob: "Maybe he won't."
Bob': "That was implied."
Bob: "Does he want us to walk over to him?"
Bob': "Perhaps we could meet halfway."
Bob: "Don't trust him, it's a trap!"
(Kibo continues to read Esquire, without turning pages.)
Act IV.
Bob: "How can we stand this any longer?"
Bob': "I cannot."
Bob: "We must do something."
Bob': "Unless he does something."
Bob: "He won't."
Bob': "Do we know that?"
Bob: "I would have an evil grin on my face if I did."
(Suddenly, a giant anvil falls and crushes Kibo.)
Act V.
Bob: "My God. A giant anvil fell and crushed Kibo.
Bob': "I see."
Bob: "We should do something about it."
Bob': "I guess so."
(Bob walks over to Kibo's body and picks up the Esquire.)
(Bob continues to read Esquire, without turning pages.)
Act VI.
Bob': "Bob?"
Bob: (continues to read Esquire, without turning pages.)
Bob': "Hey Bob."
Bob: (continues, without turning pages, to read Esquire)
Bob': "Yo Bob."
Bob`: "What?"
Bob': "Not you Bob`. That other Bob."
Bob: (reading Esquire, without turning pages, continues.)
Bob': "Watcha reading Bob?"
(Suddenly, a giant anvil falls and crushes Bob.)
Act VII.
Bob: "Hey, a giant anvil just crushed me."
Bob' (to himself): "It could be a trick. I must not investigate.
I will be nonchalantly non-aware of the situation."
(He sits on the anvil which is on top of Bob. Blood and Esquire ink
oozes out from under it.)
Kibo: "Hey, get this anvil off me."
Bob': "I am not listening to you, Crushed Kibo, as I am sitting on
an anvil larger than the one which is sitting on you."
Kibo: "Okay. I can wait."
Bob': "I am not waiting. I am pretending to wait. I do not see you."
Kibo: "But I will wait anyway even though there is nothing to wait for."
Bob: (wails like a baby)
ACT VIII.
Bob': "It is not Act Eight."
Bob: "Is too."
Bob': "Shut up and die already!"
Kibo: "What about me?"
Bob, Bob', and Bob` (together): "Bite me!"
ACT IX.
Bob: "I guess (sob) we better leave."
Bob': 'You may be right.
Bob`: `OK. Let's Go`
(Bob, Bob', and Bob` prepare to leave.)
Kibo: "What about me?"
Bob, Bob', Bob` (in unison): "'` Wait here `'"
(they leave)
ACT X.
Kibo: "I wish someone would get this anvil off of me."
Anvil: "I wish you would get out from under me. You smell funny."
Kibo: "Lose some weight."
Anvil: "Get some backbone."
Kibo: "I think I'll wait until you go away."
Anvil: "Hand me that Esquire."
(the Anvil doesn't leave.)
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