Mr. Cellophane

In a location adjacent to a place in a city of some significance, what comes out of my head is plastered on the walls of this blog.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Something that has long bugged the piss out of me about "Jeopardy!" and hopefully, I'm not alone: in Final Jeopardy, a contestant writes down an answer that they know to be wrong (or nothing) and they still wager a shitload of money. They may as well send them home, all expenses paid, on a short yellow bus.



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