TV pranks gone bad

Strange how they bleep “bitch,” but not “ass” or “dick.” And yeah, that shit IS rough. Youch.

If I understand the circumstances there correctly, the producers are extremely lucky they didn’t pick someone who carries a gun. I mean, you put someone’s life on the line, and expect them just to take it? At least Kutcher doesn’t go near that far, and always makes sure that the victim is the only one who is uninformed. That way, if they want to get violent, all their friends are there to talk them down. They don’t get support for the idea.

How about that football game halftime show a couple years ago when this young guy singer was supposed to pretend to pull off this older hot lady singer’s top off & ended up showing her boob!

Wonder whatever happened about that…?

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I remember that. Jordan Knight has never really come back from that incident and Rosemary Clooney has since died.

Then there’s the prank show that killed a member of the public.

The host of that show, a British presenter called Noel Edmonds, is currently enjoying something of a renaissance in his career. After several years off screen, he somehow landed the job of hosting the Brit version of Deal Or No Deal (which, in a move of unaccountably poor taste, does not have gorgeous supermodels with the boxes, but instead has each box opened by the lumpen proletariat, and very ‘lumpen’ they are too).

Based on this twilight resurgence of interest in him and his career, Edmonds has been doing the rounds of the chat shows and sleb mag interviews. In some of them, he has been espousing some weirdo New Age bovine waste about asking the cosmos for what you want and getting it (conveniently overlooking to mention the factt hat he’s a mulit-millionnaire, and so can get pretty much whatever he wants anyway). It would be interesting to see if this worked for the family of Michael Lush, the man killed on his old TV show. If they want their daddy back, will the cosmos bring him back?

IIRC some years back Stuttering John once approached Mr. Rogers at a booksinging asking the usual inane questions, and again, ol’ Fred was as polite as can be, never got angry, never raised his voice.