Hey Lama! How 'bout a little something for the effort? (UPDATED!)

I'm trying to branch out - you know stretch my wings, broaden my horizens.
Last week, I completed a playhouse skit for the John Boy and Billy Big Show.
I've been a longtime listener, though I could do without Robert D. Raiford.
Any rate, I came across what I thought was a good idea for a playhouse skit I put paper to pen and wrote it out. I e-mailed the Big Show asking them if they accepted unsolicited material. I stated I had written a playhouse skit I thought they might like and enclosed the skit - as an attachement.
That was last Monday.
A week goes by and I hear nothing. No response of any kind, not even an auto reply.
I feel like the guy in Good Morning Vietnam who felt the need to justify his sense of humor to Robin Williams' character. The guy who told Williams' something along the lines of "I have a very good sense humor. Reader's Digest is considering two of my jokes!"
So Wednesday I dropped them another line. I get a repsonse. The rep. wants a refresher on what I had sent.
I recapped what I sent and copied the skit to the bottom of the e-mail. He sent me a reply back about 15 minutes later. The reply: "We did get your original email -- we adapted the joke for the JB&B Playhouse last Friday as a matter of fact." Damn.
I'd like to know what "adapted" means. Couldn't I have at least gotten a credit? A shout out? Some props? Some love?
Hey Lama! How 'bout a little something for the effort? A T-shirt? A bumper sticker? A jar of your grilling sauce? I'll settle for total consciousness at this point.
Nada.
Guess I'll keep my day job here at News and Sentinel World Headquarters and go back to being the office wiseass.

Update!
Just heard back from JB&B. They liked my Carl Spackler quote and are sending me a little something for my contribution to the show.
As long as it ain't an autographed picture of Raiford, I'll be happy.