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Reality T.V.

I thought I would try a Tuesday Tell all, and this weeks topic was "What reality T.V. show would you want to be on, and why"  Well, to be honest, I don't think I am cut out for reality T.V.
I do NOT do well under pressure, and I am positive I would spend episode after episode crying in the bathroom.  That said, If I had to be in reality T.V., I would Love to be chosen for an "Extreme Makeover:  Home Edition" (see in this situation, the build me an awesome new home, and I don't have to be on camera much, or go through extreme emotional distress)
The down side, I think you have to have a really, really, REALLY sad story to get a new house, so I guess it is not worth it.  I will just stay happy in my little grandma house, and accept the drafty windows, plaster walls, and all the other joys of owning an old house.   I think I have enough drama for real, I don't need to add to it.  

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Comments

Terésa said…
That's a good one... I didn't even think of that one!
Miss M said…
If you give me a Dr. Pepper and a couple hours of alone time I could cook up a real heart bleeder of a story. Are you up for it?

Actually, I think you'd have a decent shot on The Ultimate Fighter. I remember your mean uppercut.

I would be on "Beauty and the Geek" but I would be the geeky girl. Ha ha ha..

The other weekend there was a season ? marathon, so I DVRd it. I actually like the premise of the show. It's not about hooking up or cat fights or, insert any other moral-less show out there. I like the idea of people helping people be less clueless and more beautiful. With that said, I still can't believe I watched the last 7 episodes in one, completely dysfunctional day.
Katie said…
Found your blog through Seleta. Hope you don't mind. Donnie and I love The Biggest Loser and The Amazing Race. I would love to do the Amazing Race with him I think we would do pretty good.
Cassie and Mark said…
My picks would be What Not To Wear and The Amazing Race.

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