Survivorman
Here's a description of a recent episode: "Les Stroud tried to survive a frigid week on Baffin Island with a hunk of uncooked seal liver, some oil rich blubber for heat, a seal hook, and ..." Who cares? We know this uber boyscout survived, otherwise they wouldn't air the show!

Survivor Fiji Contestants
"The Castaways compete for a seaplane ride and trip to a spa, but an injury to Boo leaves him struggling in the contest." Ha ha ha ha ha! From what I could see, a pulled knee ligament left Boo struggling in the mud when a CBS doctor hurried onto the scene and declared him miraculously cured after a commercial. I flicked the channel to...

Are You Smarter Than a Fifth Grader?
When I saw John, a burly marine, compete against five cute 10 year-olds, I knew I was watching a truly brave soul. There he was sweating bullets over such tough questions as "Bern is the capital of what European country?" or "Light is the only thing that can escape a black hole." (T or F.) Our brave marine stayed in the game until he won a half million dollars.

Want to pit yourself against these kids? Click here to answer some 5th grade questions. (Taking the quiz from Week 1, I would have made $1 million in the first show without the kids' help. Would you?)
3 comments:
Kids can be so cruel, and they scare me sometimes, so my vote is with the Marine. You will never catch me on that show. I like living with the illusion that I am smarter than a 5th grader. I don't need my illusions to stand up to reality to prove something to myself.
And if I ever get my illusions shattered at least I can live with the wonderful consolation that while 5th graders may be smarter than me, I get to wear better shoes than them, I can stay up as late as I want to and I don't have puberty staring me in the face anymore.
So take that!
With kids help, $500,000 on one week, $1M on another!
You didn't surprise me, Ms. Merrill, I KNEW you were smarter than those adorable, too-smart-for-their-own good kids.
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