New Reality Show: Deflating Dads
Reality shows exist because we humans love to see our fellow man stagger through life in cringe-inducing, 10-minute bursts of detail, followed by 5 minutes of advertisements. I’ve come up with a concept for my own excruciating reality show: middle aged dads deflating kid flotation devices at the end of family vacations. Like any reality show worth its salt, the program will be highly suggestive/borderline pornographic, as unattractive 40-something guys like me bear-hug floaty animal toys in attempts to deflate them and fit them into the roof luggage carrier after a week at the beach.
Here, daddy appears to be making an awkward pass at a blow-up Loch Ness Monster; there, a sweaty Uncle Jim can be spotted mounting a giant inflatable duck, which quacks in dismay.
A panel of famous celebrities will act as judges, voting each week on which man and his inflatable toy make the most insufferable couple. Winners will receive two nights together in a backwater motel with a grimy pool, where they can have their way with each other behind drawn curtains.