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The reviews are in for Andy's new sitcom, and they're unanimous: "Worst sitcom of all time," exclaims one. "Miserable wretches dying slowly," surmises another. "Makes you want to gouge out your own eyes rather than watch one more minute," weighs in a third.
To make matters worse, he's starting to get recognized by the rabble -- drunken blokes straight out of "The Hills Have Eyes," hostile self-declared critics, and even a homeless guy who seems likely to tell the world about Andy's begrudging charity.
Just when he finally gets a little respect - entrance into the VIP section of a hip lounge - Andy's ushered back out the second David Bowie arrives. After bribing his way back in, he manages to get the ear of the music legend, only to inspire him to break into spontaneous song about Andy's pathetic life:
"The little man who sold his soul...sold his dreams
The clown that no one laughs at...
He sold his soul for a shot of fame
Catchphrase and wig and the jokes are lame
He's got no style and he's got no grace
He's banal and facile...
The little fat man with the pug nose..."
With his smug archrival joining in on the chorus, Andy beats a hasty retreat from the club...the sodden fans at his local suddenly don't seem so bad.
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