SalGal: How real is reality television, really? How real can you be when you know you have a camera on you at all times? I know for a fact that I would not say or do the same things in front of a camera that I would do or say to a friend behind closed doors. With a camera there I wouldn’t pick my nose or scratch my crotch. Would you?
KK: Well, I wouldn’t scratch my crotch, Sal, but there are creative ways to pick a stray ‘bat at the entrance to the cave.’ People do it all the time. I love Top Chef, but they always drip sweat into their food as they frantically try to beat the clock when preparing their dishes. But, I would advise Padma Lakshmi to hide that hideous scar on her arm. She might be reaching the age where long sleeves are in order. But, it’s reality, I guess, so who am I to judge?
SalGal: I think the people on ‘Survivor’ are too busy trying to finagle and scheme to worry too much about what they do on camera. Plus, they are starving to death while trying to win a million dollars. Kudos to those people, and I’m just glad we can’t smell them. There were some swinging penises under those thin-knit boxer shorts this year, but even I’m glad the show gave them all new swim trunks that don’t define their family jewels. That was bad. It sort of reminded me of when you’re trying to make up the bed and Odessa the cat wants to play underneath the sheet. The shape is clearly defined, and it makes you laugh till you pee.
KK: Yes, thank God ‘Smell-a-Vision’ is a myth. It is a myth, isn’t it, Sal? When a family member is sometimes allowed to visit the Survivor encampment, they always have such peculiar looks on their faces, and you KNOW it’s because the odor of their loved ones might be making them rethink their relationships all together! They’d come back around were their loved one the winner of a million dollars I dare say.
