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VIDEO ONE: For many years I have freely expressed my aesthetic distaste for improvisation as an art form. No longer. No sir. After watching that ignoramus twaddle his way around that bar with the worst goddamn material in the world, I’m convinced that there is a place for improvisers on this planet. What a dick. (Quoting Seinfeld? Spare me.) I only wish the real honest-to-god gay person he ran into had set his ass on fire. Thanks for sharing that truly awful little fucking YouTube video. You filthy scummy cunt.
VIDEO TWO AND VIDEO THREE: Jesus. That shit is lazy, idiotic, juvenile, unenlightened, retarded, worthless, retrograde, humorless, pointless, stupid, boring, uncreative, simplistic, and, as a direct result of the preceding adjectives, offensive.*
*I am only willing to concede that children singing “It’s a hard-knock life” is a funnily apropos accompaniment to the Teletubbies. I grant you that… you subnormal fuckwit.
Yours,
Mr. Krellie Croupier
Anonymous Roughneck
Rock River, WY
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