the price is wrong, bitch

[the visual definition of a douchebag]

The recent success of NBC's "Deal or No Deal" is not unlike that of ABC's 1999 juggernaut, "Who Wants To Be a Millionaire," in which contestants, as well as home viewers, are sucked into an hour-long test of human greed and general ignorance. Not to sound pretentious, but why the hell would anybody want to share the stage with Howie "Bobby's World" Mandell is beyond me. It's sort of like standing next to a rabid dog -- you don't want to be there, but you don't want to move for fear that they'll attack and give you rabies.

Well, as "Millionaire" proved seven years ago, the idiocy of America trumps over quality programming such as "Veronica Mars" and "What About Brian," and I'm punished by having to see Mandell's stupid face in between segments of "Scrubs."

Somewhere, deep in my little heart, I want Bob Barker to shove his skinny microphone up Howie's nose and make it pop out of his Lex Luthor-esque head. Deal?