Guys, I'm hurt.
Here I am, trying to push the artistic envelope, defining a new niche in the theater community, and I get abused.
*sigh* Oh, well, I guess it's the fate of an artist to have his ideas ridiculed by Philistines. I'll just keep my artistic integrity and ignore your abuse, your jealous carping. I'll continue on down the lonely road of cutting-edge theater, naked, wrinkly, gray, maybe even covered in chocolate.
Hmmm, performance art.