Reality TV provides some hilarious (unscripted) moments. One took place last night on the new show "So You Think You Can Dance."
[Editorial note: My wife wanted to watch the show, so I joined in precisely because I'm not a reality TV snob. However, for the record, it wouldn't have been my first choice to spend two hours]
Near the end of the show, one of the young, Britany Spears-looking dancers found out that she performed well enough to go to Hollywood for the next round.
Lauren Sanchez, reality TV's latest perky host, stood by as the contestant celebrated with a much older, balding, and thick around the middle guy. They jumped up and down, hugged, and acted as if they'd just won the lottery.
Sanchez blathered on for a bit and asked several irrelevant questions as the young woman stood there arm-in-arm with the man. As a new father myself, I sat there thinking, "Isn't it nice that this dad is showing so much pride in his daughter and supporting her dream?"
Sanchez must have been thinking along similar lines. As the interview ended and the two started jumping up and down again, she said something like, "It sure is nice to see your dad so happy for you."
Suddenly, aghast, the Spears-wannabee tells Sanchez, "This is my fiancee." Stunned -- along with the rest of America and certainly my wife and I -- Sanchez blurts, "Ohh, my bad" and cuts out of the picture.
I haven't laughed so hard in a long time.
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