You remember that reality show “Farmer Wants a Wife?”
Probably not, eh? I think it’s ratings were somewhere between “Dirty, Sexy Money” and an hour-long infomercial for the ShamWow. “You know that Germans always make good stuff.”
Well, a farmer dude in the Midwest someplace was looking for a wife, so the good people of the CW shipped in a boatload of skirts from around the U.S. in an effort to help him find true love. Or something like that. Many of them were culture shocked. “He, like, lives on a farm.” Dude ended up picking a Britney Spears clone (though possibly more immature and less bright) and booted a cute (though vulgar and drunken) brunette from Chicago too early.
It was beautiful.
Soooooo, this new blog game is called…
BLOGGER WANTS A WIFE.
(“Wants” is entirely too strong a word.)
(And “Blogger” probably won’t marry the winner. Or meet her. Or even remember her name a week later.)
Excited? Here is how it works:
The answer to that is clear…
But that is not the point. This is all for funsies.
(Please also note: I won’t boot cute brunettes for being vulgar drunks.)
(Just note: Olympic divers use the ShamWow during competitions!)