Jasper:
So, the Human Project is havin' this dinner and all the wisest men in the world are there...
Theodore Faron:
[scoffing]
Human Project, why do people believe this crap? You know even if these people existed with these facilities in these secret locations, fuck me, that's strong! Even if they discovered the cure for infertility, doesn't matter! Too late. World went to shit. Know what? It was too late before the infertility thing happened, for fuck's sake.
Jasper:
[taking a puff off the joint]
I was just tryin' to tell a joke, man.
Theodore Faron:
Oh, I'm sorry, go on.
Jasper:
No, I'm not tellin' it now!
Theodore Faron:
No, c'mon Jasper, go on!
Jasper:
No, fuck it! I'm not tellin' it to you!
Theodore Faron:
C'mon, I'm sorry!
Jasper:
Ok, the Human Project gives this great, big dinner for all the scientists and sages in the world. They're tossing around theories about the ultimate mystery: why are all the women infertile? Why can't we make babies anymore? So, some say it's genetic experiments, gamma rays, pollution, same ol', same ol'. So, anyway, in the corner, this Englishman's sitting, he hasn't said a word, he's just tuckin' in his dinner. So, they decide to ask him, they say, "Well, why do you think we can't make babies anymore?" And he looks up at 'em, he's chewin' on this great big wing and he says "I haven't the faintest idea," he said, "but this stork is quite tasty isn't he?"
