Survivor Youth Group: Food Factor
It's that time again folks, Season 2 of Survivor Youth Group! This year's theme? Food.
Dad has been promoting this event for a few weeks now. Everyone remembers the terror from the first time we did it. The first day of the contest was yesterday. Mom created four pies (one for each contestant). The pies consisted of a layer of chocolate pudding, a layer of sliced bananas, 3/4 of a can of whipped cream, topped with sprinkles. The first contestant to finish eating their pie advanced to the finals. The trick? Look Ma, no hands!
Mom created these beauties in the library, then covered them for transportation to the youth room. When Dad and Eric walked in with them a hush fell over the room. Then everyone began speculating as to what exactly hid beneath the towels of doom. When they were revealed as pies, many people thought there might be worms or dog food hidden beneath the whipped cream. At this point people began praying that they would not get selected this week.
The way this works, Dad has the names of all 16 contestants each on an index card. Every week he shuffles the deck and takes the top four cards. Those people will compete in that week's event. The winner advances to the finals. After all 16 people have had a chance to play, there will be a loser's bracket, where the contestants who did not win have a chance to play their way back in to the finals. Now, back to the show.
Dad took the cards out of his pocket and looked at the top one. It was John. Before he had a chance to announce it, the guys in the front row insisted that he shuffle the cards. So he reshuffled. Once again, by pure chance, the top card was John. Fate, it would seem (or perhaps Providence). You know, there's just something unsettling about digging your face into a pile of whipped cream and eating who-knows-what. The contestants made themselves ill contemplating just what they might be eating, although no one threw up (much to Dad's disappointment). They all felt rather foolish when they found out that it was all real food. Then they threw the gauntlet down, demanding that the next one be harder. One person said, "Make it gross, man. I really want to throw up!" It takes all kinds, I guess.
So next week Dad's going to hide a large quantity of marbles in a kiddie wading pool filled with spaghetti salad. The four contestants have to fish the marbles out with their toes, and then hold them in their mouths. After the time runs out, the leaders count the marbles. Then they throw them all back in, stir it around, and they do round two. Where does he get these ideas? Who knows. :)
Here's the part where you get to help. For one of the weeks Dad was going to have people smear peanut butter on their faces and see how many cheerios they could get to stick on. But he decided that that's much to tame, so now he needs a replacement event. He's kind of limited in the sense that none of this can actually be dangerous, so there is an upper limit. He doesn't want to repeat a theme, so no fishing stuff out of a kiddie pool, etc. Also, he'd like to do something with raw liver. He also wants to do something with manure (it was food once). Mom and I are trying to convince him that that's beyond that upper limit. Any help would be appreciated. :) He actually needs two events--a replacement for the peanut butter face one, and an event for the loser's bracket. He wants the loser's bracket event to be really hard. Tuor, put on your wretched chainmail headskirt.
Dad has been promoting this event for a few weeks now. Everyone remembers the terror from the first time we did it. The first day of the contest was yesterday. Mom created four pies (one for each contestant). The pies consisted of a layer of chocolate pudding, a layer of sliced bananas, 3/4 of a can of whipped cream, topped with sprinkles. The first contestant to finish eating their pie advanced to the finals. The trick? Look Ma, no hands!
Mom created these beauties in the library, then covered them for transportation to the youth room. When Dad and Eric walked in with them a hush fell over the room. Then everyone began speculating as to what exactly hid beneath the towels of doom. When they were revealed as pies, many people thought there might be worms or dog food hidden beneath the whipped cream. At this point people began praying that they would not get selected this week.
The way this works, Dad has the names of all 16 contestants each on an index card. Every week he shuffles the deck and takes the top four cards. Those people will compete in that week's event. The winner advances to the finals. After all 16 people have had a chance to play, there will be a loser's bracket, where the contestants who did not win have a chance to play their way back in to the finals. Now, back to the show.
Dad took the cards out of his pocket and looked at the top one. It was John. Before he had a chance to announce it, the guys in the front row insisted that he shuffle the cards. So he reshuffled. Once again, by pure chance, the top card was John. Fate, it would seem (or perhaps Providence). You know, there's just something unsettling about digging your face into a pile of whipped cream and eating who-knows-what. The contestants made themselves ill contemplating just what they might be eating, although no one threw up (much to Dad's disappointment). They all felt rather foolish when they found out that it was all real food. Then they threw the gauntlet down, demanding that the next one be harder. One person said, "Make it gross, man. I really want to throw up!" It takes all kinds, I guess.
So next week Dad's going to hide a large quantity of marbles in a kiddie wading pool filled with spaghetti salad. The four contestants have to fish the marbles out with their toes, and then hold them in their mouths. After the time runs out, the leaders count the marbles. Then they throw them all back in, stir it around, and they do round two. Where does he get these ideas? Who knows. :)
Here's the part where you get to help. For one of the weeks Dad was going to have people smear peanut butter on their faces and see how many cheerios they could get to stick on. But he decided that that's much to tame, so now he needs a replacement event. He's kind of limited in the sense that none of this can actually be dangerous, so there is an upper limit. He doesn't want to repeat a theme, so no fishing stuff out of a kiddie pool, etc. Also, he'd like to do something with raw liver. He also wants to do something with manure (it was food once). Mom and I are trying to convince him that that's beyond that upper limit. Any help would be appreciated. :) He actually needs two events--a replacement for the peanut butter face one, and an event for the loser's bracket. He wants the loser's bracket event to be really hard. Tuor, put on your wretched chainmail headskirt.