_I missed my boys. So I asked them all to go on a neverending camping trip with me. Of course they all jumped at the chance!_ _Dramatis Personae:_ _ME eguntleg tasleev rogesrann leanIssy vezarpel dekaldilugya chuhauryn greletil racimyly bfnuflypk Rodendie glencepa_ ME: Anybody want a smoke? PAKFAG: Sure. TASLEEV: Yep. Look what that vixen has done to me. I’m always smoking. EGUNTLEG: _[already smoking]_ Yep. Poor bastard. _They go off. ME lights a tapestry-coloured cigarette._ VEZARPEL: _[to their backs]_ No thanks. I only inhale steam. _In the bush fort, PAKFAG tries to roll a cigarette from a fallen leaf, but the leaf proves too brittle. VEZARPEL enters, naked, skreaming._ Swim! Naked in the River! Now! Behind the corn! Your time is up! I have come from the future, and I have seen yours. It ends here! Today! It doesn’t get any better than this! Look at the fucking clouds, NOW! EGUNTLEG: He’s all hopped up on steam again. TASLEEV: True. ’Tis a horrible spectacle to behold. _Enter LEANISSY, in dungarees and a slouch._ LEANISSY: You boys need some wine? The river’s made of it right now. They built a fire by the old plank bridge, and the trout are throwing themselves onto the shore. It’ll all be over by five pea em, so you better hurry if you don’t want to miss out on the prime of your middle age. ME: Okay. You coming? PAKFAG: I might catch up with you a little later. The river is too open for me. _Exit ME and LEANISSY._ _Scene Two_ _By the river of wine._ LEANISSY: What do you think of me? ME: You really want to know? LEANISSY: No. ME: All right, I’ll tell you. _Six bells toll in the heavens._ LEANISSY: You see what I mean? _PAKFAG drifts low and lazy over the river._ _Scene Three_ _In the hot-springs-fueled sauna. The hot stream flows across the floor, about half a foot deep. Everything is redwood, massive, pungent. Night takes its wakeful refuge from day, in here. Outside, the sun is just another star. eguntleg, TasleeV, rogesrann, LEanIssy, vezarpel, dekaldilugya, chuhauryn, greletil, racimyly, bfnuflypk, Rodendie, pakfag form a circle, facing in, dicks out. Astral pines embrace the sauna._ ME: God yes, thank you, thank you, my god.... _God yes._