Lightning McQueen
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Deal or No Deal?
Deal or No Deal?
That is pretty much my train of thoughtFor me it was between public voting and live streams. I went for live streams because that is the one thing that brings transparency back to the show. And better opportunities to get to know the HMs. Not much point having public voting if all we see is Seven's contrived edit.
See I believe live streams would fix (or at least reduce) those highlighted bits, whereas public voting would not. And they would have fake evictions regardless.I know there’s not much point without live streams, but I chose public voting because…
- it would completely change the dynamic/strategy in the house
- it would eliminate fake evictions and other production interference, and therefore
- minimise contrived storylines
But a live stream would not be primetime viewing, it might be online only. There would still be an edited daily show type format, and still plenty of scope for manipulation of the HMs, and the audience, by production. With a public vote, there has to be accountability by law to make sure the results are accurate and abided by. As for the HMs, rather than focusing primarily on strategy and eliminating their competition, they would be judged and picked off by the public throughout the process, so would be aware with a greater sense of urgency that they need to connect with the audience and justify their place in the house with some entertainment value. I agree, a live feed would be great, but what’s the point if all we see is HMs still being cast to suit predetermined narratives and who also spend a lot of time sleeping and sunbathing when they’re not talking strat.See I believe live streams would fix (or at least reduce) those highlighted bits, whereas public voting would not. And they would have fake evictions regardless.
#Fartgate Too funny…evenin’ all… it’s nothing to do with tonight’s show but I’m going to tell it anyway… do you remember when I told you a few months ago that my sweet darling wife and I went to the Post Office and when we were leaving that I let this old lady walk out first because I was trying to be a gentleman… and then I followed her next in my wheelchair… she then let out a quiet smelly fart and because I’m in my wheelchair and my face is roughly at the same level as her arse… I copped it fully square in my face… when we were all outside she was getting in her car and looked directly into my eyes and just smiled as if she was saying “cop that sucker… only you and I know about it too… ready for round two?)…
…well… today I saw her outside the said Post Office and walking in to do whatever… AND… SHE RECOGNISED ME!… I know that because she gave me that same bloody stupid grin as she did before all those months ago plus she gave me a ‘knowing’ nod!… well… being incensed I instantly started plotting my revenge!… because my wheelchair can raise 12 inches by the mere pushing of a button on my controls… I was going to roll into the Post Office… pretend that I was looking at stuff in the shelves (while raising my wheelchair to it’s fullest height) and when she finished her business and started walking out I was going to push in front of her and then try and do the biggest fart of my life to wreak my revenge!… I wouldn’t have even cared if I followed through and got stuck with the result of my actions!… I had gotten my revenge!… my destiny had been reached!... I am the almighty fart conquerer!… what actually happened?… as I started to trundle towards the Post Office my sweet beloved wife said…
…”where are you going?”…
…”just into the Post Office… I’ll only be a second”…
…”what for?… we haven’t got time … come on… get whatever it is next time!”…
…”I haven’t got to get anything I just want to go in there”…
…”why?”…
…”you know that old duck that farted in my face all those months ago… she’s in there now so I’m going to fart in her face!”…
…”is that all?… don’t be so bloody childish!… you haven’t got time for that rubbish let’s go”…
…”but… you don’t understand… she’s right there… I jus…”
…“I’m going”… (my beautiful wife starts walking away from me)…
…I looked at the Post Office… looked at my sweet wife… looked back at the Post Office… I then start driving towards my darling wife… [YOU MAY HAVE ESCAPED MY WRATHFUL REVENGE TODAY FART LADY BUT NOW THAT I KNOW YOU ARE A LOCAL… EVENTUALLY REVENGE WILL BE MINE!!!!!]… ‘Fartgate’ is not finished!…
…anyway… on with tonight’s show… Tim… our sweet Estelle better not go tonight or your balls are getting a massive kicking!… cheers.
Hello gorgeousHup!
It’s like a ying yang symbol for my star sign (Pisces, two fish swimming in opposite directions)…destinynz_… is that Avatar of yours a Ying and Yang symbol of some sort?… I like it thats all… just curious… you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to… cheers..
…I used to have about 20 Koi Carp in a pond so that probably explains why I like it… thanks for telling me… cheers.It’s like a ying yang symbol for my star sign (Pisces, two fish swimming in opposite directions)
You've screwed yourself Sticky... she's on this forum and has read your post...…evenin’ all… it’s nothing to do with tonight’s show but I’m going to tell it anyway… do you remember when I told you a few months ago that my sweet darling wife and I went to the Post Office and when we were leaving that I let this old lady walk out first because I was trying to be a gentleman… and then I followed her next in my wheelchair… she then let out a quiet smelly fart and because I’m in my wheelchair and my face is roughly at the same level as her arse… I copped it fully square in my face… when we were all outside she was getting in her car and looked directly into my eyes and just smiled as if she was saying “cop that sucker… only you and I know about it too… ready for round two?)…
…well… today I saw her outside the said Post Office and walking in to do whatever… AND… SHE RECOGNISED ME!… I know that because she gave me that same bloody stupid grin as she did before all those months ago plus she gave me a ‘knowing’ nod!… well… being incensed I instantly started plotting my revenge!… because my wheelchair can raise 12 inches by the mere pushing of a button on my controls… I was going to roll into the Post Office… pretend that I was looking at stuff in the shelves (while raising my wheelchair to it’s fullest height) and when she finished her business and started walking out I was going to push in front of her and then try and do the biggest fart of my life to wreak my revenge!… I wouldn’t have even cared if I followed through and got stuck with the result of my actions!… I had gotten my revenge!… my destiny had been reached!... I am the almighty fart conquerer!… what actually happened?… as I started to trundle towards the Post Office my sweet beloved wife said…
…”where are you going?”…
…”just into the Post Office… I’ll only be a second”…
…”what for?… we haven’t got time … come on… get whatever it is next time!”…
…”I haven’t got to get anything I just want to go in there”…
…”why?”…
…”you know that old duck that farted in my face all those months ago… she’s in there now so I’m going to fart in her face!”…
…”is that all?… don’t be so bloody childish!… you haven’t got time for that rubbish let’s go”…
…”but… you don’t understand… she’s right there… I jus…”
…“I’m going”… (my beautiful wife starts walking away from me)…
…I looked at the Post Office… looked at my sweet wife… looked back at the Post Office… I then start driving towards my darling wife… [YOU MAY HAVE ESCAPED MY WRATHFUL REVENGE TODAY FART LADY BUT NOW THAT I KNOW YOU ARE A LOCAL… EVENTUALLY REVENGE WILL BE MINE!!!!!]… ‘Fartgate’ is not finished!…
…anyway… on with tonight’s show… Tim… our sweet Estelle better not go tonight or your balls are getting a massive kicking!… cheers.
You've screwed yourself Sticky... she's on this forum and has read your post...
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