This week on I Want to Work for Diddy, the teams have to create Diddy-themed viral videos, reminding us why the best viral videos are accidentally and fortuitously captured, and not written by a bunch of "Apprentice" rejects.

If Grimace and the Hamburglar had a love child...

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This week on I Want to Work for Diddy, the teams hunt down international models too skinny to leave tracks and create an ad campaign for sunglasses no one who could actually afford them would buy.

"If I put my arm around a transexual, does that make me gay?"

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This week on I Want To Work For Diddy, Diddy tries to convince us that navigating a forest with just a compass and a protractor has something to do with being his personal assistant -- while yet again refusing to make a personal appearance. Plus: bigotry, stupidity, and obesity. Try to match that, Trump!

Here's the story... of a boring challenge... where people went running around in the woods...

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"Where's my assistant? I need someone to unzip my fly so I can take a leak."

Hellllllo Gasmii! It feels so good to be back after 2 months of self-imposed recapping exile, and to be returning to a show as ripe for mockery as I Want to Work for Diddy. I love Diddy -- he's an arrogant bastard, but he can back most of that up with actual accomplishments and he seems to be somewhat in on the joke. Plus, I'm not afraid to admit I've seen every season of The Apprentice, so I'm down for a Diddy-themed blatant rip-off. And who can forget that one of Diddy's potential slaves is a transgendered female? If I haven't yet earned my first class ticket to hell, I think recaps of this show are going to do the trick.

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