Sunday, September 06, 2009

Big Daddy's House

There's a show on the Food Network, Big Daddy's House, in which a guy starts cooking something and then after a few minutes he calls his son in to help him. The guy is unbearably pleasant, and so is the kid, and they have a pleasant, easy, "you're my best friend!!" banter back and forth, and of course everything the kid does is "just perfect, Justin!"

Typical exchange:
"I heard you in the other room, what were you doing?"
"Playing!"
"That's great!"

Wouldn't a more realistic show be more entertaining?
"I heard you in the other room, what were you doing?"
"Playing!"
"(rolling eyes) You can't hit the books like your smarter, more talented brother? No wonder you're an idiot!"

And nothing the kid does would be "perfect", right?

"Okay son, cut the potatoes this way...no no, other way...OTHER WAY!!! Jesus f&*&^&ing christ, OTHER WAY IDIOT!!!!"

Kid tries to leave all the time, "oh, what, you wanna go with your mother? You wanna go play with your dolls?!?!?" "Action figures!!" "They're dolls!! Fine, go play with your mother, little girl!!"

"Back away from the oven, it's hot...I said BACK AWAY....alright, you wanna play with the goddam oven? (grabs kid's hand, holds it against the hot oven, kid screaming his head off) gotta learn the hard way, dontcha, dummy? How's that feel? huh? HUH???!!! Feels good, asshole???!!!" Nothing ends up being cooked, just the kid crying at the end, father shaking his head, baffled.

I'd watch!!!!

"You call that clarified butter???!??!!?!!!!!!!"

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