I’m sorry to say, that while this past weekend was tons of fun (and injury-less!), I’m pretty sure I killed more brain cells than is ever advisable. It wasn’t the booze (okay, it wasn’t just the booze); it was the TV show. Whoever had control of the remote decided to stop his channel surfing on MTV’s Parental Control, which can’t even be called good bad TV. It’s just bad bad TV. In case you haven’t wasted hours of your life like I have ever seen it, here’s the premise:
- Mom and Dad hate their child’s significant other
- Mom and Dad get to each pick out a date for their child to go on, while they sit with the current s.o. and watch said dates
- Whoever’s going on the dates has to pick between the current s.o., Mom’s choice, and Dad’s choice
Now, the dates actually seem fun – human spin art, scaling buildings, flying planes – none of which I’ve ever done on a date. And 99% of the time, Mom and Dad pick out genuinely interesting people. But, seemingly regardless of all these factors, the kid always picks their original boyfriend/girlfriend!
Given this consistency, I can really only conclude one thing: It’s all a scam to get free stuff!
Think about it: you get your 15 minutes of fame (even though you probably come off looking like a jackass). You get a little variety, dating someone who isn’t your significant other. (I guess sometimes that’s good?) And you get to go on dates that you probably a) never could have come up with and b) never could have orchestrated/paid for.
The one that really stuck out to me was mini-motorcycle racing on an ice rink.
1) Where do you get mini-motorcycles in the first place?
2) Who do you have to know to rent out an entire ice rink for just you and your date?
3) How does the idea even originate? Or am I the only one who hasn’t thought about racing mini-motorcycles on ice?
I’m almost tempted to watch another episode as research, just to see what other creative dating activities they’ve come up with. But, truthfully, I don’t think I can spare the brain cells.
Or stomach the stupidity.