Suburbia (new version)

JEFF: IRAQ! DARFUR! HAITI! You ever watch the news, Buffman? There’s a world outside this tar pit of stupidity. But why give a shit? Let’s just ignore it. Let’s just play in the mud with our iPods. Empty, void, stupid. It’s the end of the world, man—no ideas, no hope, no future. The fucking apocalypse. You don’t even know what “apocalypse” means, do you, Buff-cake?

JEFF: I’m fucking alienated.

Oreos, and they won’t even know we were ever here. And fifty years after that, those suckers will be dust and bones. And then there will more suckers after them. And all these generations of suckers will try to figure out what the fuck they were doing on this fucking planet and they will all be full of shit. It’s all so fucking futile!

EFF: You should get upset! Everyone should get upset. When Hitler was greasing the Jews, people were saying, “Don’t get me upset! You’re bumming me out!” It’s my duty as a human being to get pissed off. Not that it makes any difference in the first place. Nothing ever fucking changes. Fifty years from now, we’ll all be dead and there’ll be new people standing in this same spot drinking beer and eating pizza, bitching and moaning about the price of