No doubt an occasional stagehand has gotten lost or injured getting comedy writer and "Hollywood Squares" wiseass Bruce Vilanch's forehead mic'd up for a show. We'd definitely demand combat pay if TSG had to fight through Vilanch's ghastly mane armed with only hair clips and surgical tape. And as for his dressing room eats, Bruce should know that even a C-lister can demand more than some lousy string cheese. (3 pages)

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