Geritol and Flintstones

Mr. and Mrs. Larry King just make me feel all icky. They came to town last night to present the Singin' and Story-Tellin' King Family Revue. I didn't attend.

Seriously, seriously. Not for a million dollars.

Few game shows exist that would entice me out of my nice, comfy, introverted shell. "Who Wants to Be A Millionaire" is one.

"Wipeout" is not.

How does one network go to such extremes?

Ooo, how embarrassing.

Oh, yuck. There's something on his teeth. Ew. Now, what does he do when he eats a spinach and strawberry salad? Are his friends going to be kind enough to tell him what's stuck in his grill?

I think there's something going wrong all up in his mizzle. I'm just sayin'. Is all.

I disagree with the show's title

No, you're not.
And I'd much rather leave you there.