Jun 06, 2005 12:11
Last night, we watched The Next Food Network Star. As we were watching, Pete came up with what he thinks is a brilliant idea.
The two of us should become the Next Food Network Stars.
He has decided that I will cook, we will eat, and as I'm doing the wrapup at the end, he will be in the background, doing the dishes. Only Pete doesn't just "do the dishes." No, he fights with the dishes. Curses at them, drops them, has little wars with them. At one point, he plans to run around in the background with his hat on fire. When asked why he's on fire, he will reply, "Whew, that was some spicy food."
We've decided that there will be a Disposal Demon. Which will be a sock puppet. They will fight over spoons, and eventually, Pete will lose an eye. The next week, he'll be wearing an eye patch.
Soon after, during one of their battles (in which, "Back, foul beast!" may be bellowed), Pete will reach into the disposal and lose a hand. The next week, he'll have a hook.
Eventually, he'll have the cat sitting on his shoulder (because I'm not a fan of parrots). When the Disposal Demon attacks, the cat will beat it down and bite it into submission.
Not a bad show concept, I think. In the real world, though, if I had a say in who the Next Food Network Star would be (and I could only pick from the contestants on the show), I would choose Hans.