You do a commercial, you're off the artistic roll call forever, end of story. You're another corporate fucking shill, another whore at the capitalist gang-bang, if you do a commercial everything you say is suspect and every word that comes out of your mouth is now like a turd falling into my drink. Do a commercial and every word you say is suspect, you're a corporate whore and uh...end of story.Somehow I don't see Bill Hicks shilling.
And yes I have been offered commercials, so I'm not jealous, and I turned 'em all down becaaaauuuuse... I'm not a salesman. HAHAHAHA! And I don't need money that's built on blood, okay? Okay.
(Voice from crowd) Who offered 'em to ya?
Well, in England, I did this-classic England- I get offered a- this is the product, you ready? "Orange Drink"
I'm going "Okay, what's the name of it?"
"Orange Drink. It's called Orange Drink!" Classic England, man, socialist fucking nightmare. I said "yeah guys, you really got my act down good, that'll be great."
(In Announcers voice) "You know, when I'm done, uh, ranting about elite power that rules the earth under a totalitarian government that uses the media to keep people stupid... my throat gets parched! That's why I drink... ORANGE DRINK!"
Yeah right, guys, don't you see how it would all fit in? Don't you see how every word I said would be hollow and filled with nothing?".
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