How Much Fraud Do You Want?

I counted up all the commercials on this clip this morning and reached a total of 131 commercials, most of which I managed to click on and mention by name. And almost all of them were stolen by NBC, especially by Saturday Night Live. So, if they steal 131 commercials, do they put them on 131 broadcasts over the next five years? Or do they pile them up on whole broadcasts made out of my blogs? How many Saturday Night Live's were entirely made out of my blogs? When I look at their imitative style, I can't imagine what they had of their own to compete with them. And didn't they want me to appear as a musical guest on just such a show entirely made of my work? Yeah, great gag! They're hilarious. Well, no one's cleaning in my building anymore and if I didn't clean the toilet myself with Lysol, I'd probably be infected with some terrible skin disease from the bathroom by now. But it looks like I'm going to have to clean it again already. Great. And I'd like to sweep the floor outside my room but someone has piled junk there that he thought was important when he found it outdoors, so we'll just have to let the filth pile up underneath it all after I asked for it to be removed a month ago. But I should know better than to expect this place to change: it's a torture house for the unemployed! As if they can't offer me my own toilet, for Christ's sake! Where the fuck are we here, the Third World? I've decided that Affordable Housing is really just a welfare trap that you have to kick yourself in the ass to escape. And that's on the way for me very soon. My ear is so sore from wearing these plugs all the time to block out the 24 hour woofer noise and I'm starting to hear ringing in my brain from being deaf so much of the time. Fine way to treat someone who gave you listening pleasure if you were a rock fan in the first decade of this century.
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