My Reality T.V. show.

I want my own reality show.  I want to hunt frogs with non-athletic librarians in rural neighborhoods just after dark.  When families are sitting down to dinner, only to hear the squealing sounds of horror, as Al a slightly obese amphibian-phobic balding man steps on an innocuous, non-venomous garden snake.  Now that's drama.  Tune in next week when Sally flips over the rock I said, "don't flip that rock over" revealing an infestation of yet another non-venomous, not-so-interesting pile of lets just say bugs.  Or bugs!!!!!!!!!!

good night