Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Mastercrapf is bogus

Okay, so we had it on in the background. Wxtching it with the mute on and the colours swirling in the tv while we talked crap. Or something, the repetitive nature of these shows means that you don't really need to listen to it very much to get the general idea. We knew Callum won the something and got to pick a team full of his friends, lovers and chums. you would think the best cooks, but i don't really know. that left the rest of the losers seething in red team, embarrassed and angry at not being picked.

The challenge was to make food for a children’s birthday party and to keep this entry to the very least boring state and because there was a distinct lack of data in the show, i’ll keep this brief. The kids got to vote for there favourite dish and there was 150 of the little spoilt bastards. So with a pack of rather nice looking foods arranged out on a red and a respective blue table the kids smeared the food over there faces and then picked the one they liked best.

The red teams food looked way better. The main brat got to wack 10 points on the table for the best birthday cake. She picked the miserable little blue teams cake, apparently. But her little eyes lit up when she first ate the red teams giant fortress soccer cake. It was fucking magnificent.

Intheend dragged out over endless commercials, they announced the winner. blue team got 83 points which is 73 points plus cake. So the red team got 77 points. Hmm so it came down to the cake. I think the producers had intended for the blue team to win the competition and had to coax the kid into picking the blue cake to make sure they got their wishes. Most suspicious was that there was no footage of the main brat actually saying what cake she liked. If indeed she did pick the blue cake.
okay okay, so it's crap. why did i bother watching over produced shit. fuck it, lets get on with our lives. Look how long this post is. I must be mad. Why are you still reading this?

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