Hey Justin! Hey so we watched The Phone tonight. I went in all super thumbs-upping and ready for some great social psychologizing. The girlfriend went into it all thumbsdowning. We watched on.
Random explosion, awesome, phone calls to people that opted in for a reality game show already, awesome. A couple questions though:
How’d you get the Phone in the book that girl was reading? The girl says it was set up but I know that you probably looked at one of her class curriculums and knew that she’d head downtown at that exact time to research a certain subject. Bravo to you Justin, my girlfriend underestimates you.
Hey, so that losing team drowned and died right? I mean we saw the water rising in the chamber, and then we saw the water splash out while the chamber was still covered. So they’re dead right? Sad, but hey, I’m sure they signed the waiver.
Oh, not really a question I guess, but MAN, good thing those girls were wearing TV-ready underwear, am I right? That would have been pretty embarrassing if they’d chosen the ol’ menstrual bloomers that day. The girl called it out like “they knew they were going to be on TV” but I told her that some girls really do shave their legs and wear satin undies every day (hey Justin can you talk to my girlfriend about that.)
“Put this in your blog, this show sucks.” – The girl. I guess that’s not a question either.
Hey by the way, to everyone else reading this post, if you ever have to fill out a questionnaire that asks you what your biggest fear is, do not tell the truth. Like, if you want to be part of a reality game show, don’t put “hey I’m afraid of heights.” Don’t do that. For example, if someone asked me what my biggest fears were I’d say “Sitting on a couch surfing the internet while eating Atomic Fireballs, that’s my biggest fear.”
Oh PPS, to that guy in the green sweatshirt, shave that thing.
