I was glued to the TV through the two hour Joe Millionaire finale; and I was invested enough in the show that I had come up with some half-baked theories. (I was right that he chose Zora, but I thought that it would turn out that she’d been an undercover millionaire the whole time.) The show ended. The local news came on and I flipped through the other channels. There were two news magazines with competing stories about how creepy people think Michael Jackson is. I turned the television off in disgust. Who watches this?
Don’t look at me – I was flipping back and forth between the Food Network and the E! True Story of Tiffany.
Quality.
The same people that watch Joe Millionaire? hee hee!
Exactly, Jana.