Unreal was shocked and gratified by the avalanche of response we received for our first annual Crap Giveaway, a.k.a. the "Unreal News Challenge 2006," published in the RFT's December 21 edition. OK, we weren't shocked. Or particularly gratified, for that matter. But we did tabulate the results, and we have a winner.
Congratulations, John Stumpf, you're our grand prize recipient!
Señor Stumpf answered 95 of 100 questions correctly. Heck, that's better than Unreal did, and we knew the answers.
Other prize winners: Richard Wicks, Bob Ell and Jeffrey Smith, all of whom scored 90 percent or better on the quiz.
We are indeed gratified (honest!) to report that we've got a booby prize to award, as well, to Annie Webb, who emerged as low scorer, with a very impressive 65 incorrect answers.
Prize winners should contact RFT editorial assistant Kristie McClanahan at 314-754-6401 to make arrangements to pick up their, er, booty.
Here is a complete answer key:
1, D. 2, C. 3, B. 4, D. 5, C. 6, A. 7, A. 8, B. 9, A. 10, C. 11, B. 12, D.
13, B. 14, A. 15, B. 16, D. 17, C. 18, B. 19, A. 20, D. 21, C. 22, C.
23, A. 24, B. 25, C. 26, A. 27, D. 28, C. 29, C. 30, B. 31, C. 32, D.
33, B. 34, C. 35, A. 36, B. 37, B. 38, D. 39, C. 40, D. 41, C. 42, D.
43, D. 44, A. 45, C. 46, C. 47, B. 48, C. 49, D. 50, B. 51, B. 52, C.
53, A. 54, D. 55, B. 56, C. 57, A. 58, B. 59, D. 60, D. 61, B. 62, C.
63, A. 64, D. 65, C. 66, A. 67, B. 68, C. 69, A. 70, C. 71, B. 72, D.
73, A. 74, D. 75, C. 76, D. 77, A. 78, B. 79, C. 80, B. 81, A. 82, D.
83, D. 84, B. 85, A. 86, C. 87, D. 88, B. 89, C. 90, D. 91, A. 92, D.
93, B. 94, B. 95, A. 96, D. 97, C. 98, A. 99, D. 100, C.
The Big Brother and Itch'y Show, broadcast on Charter cable every Friday night at midnight, is the creative effort of two men with regular jobs who wanted to make a very irregular show.
Richard Hamilton and Jim Wheeler come up with a theme for each show (the last one focused on the Mayan prophecy that the world will end in 2012) and play a rotating cast of characters that includes Big Brother (representing the government and bosses everywhere), Itch'y (a crazy Mafia guy) and Billy Joe Nimrod (who has rotted teeth and is always drunk on a type of alcohol not even Unreal has heard of: possum hooch).
But Hamilton says the real purpose of the show, which runs on Channel 18 in the county (Channel 218 in the city), is to showcase local talent.
Evidently St. Louis talent is decidedly weird.
Unreal: What did you guys do for the 2012 show?
Richard Hamilton: We brought on this guy who knows all about ghosts, Bigfoot, UFOs stuff like that. We did a whole show on UFOs a little while back.
Are there a lot of UFOs around here?
Oh my God, yes. There's sightings all the time. We even put some raw footage on the show. And we brought on this woman who says she was abducted by aliens several times. She says they impregnated her and then took the child from her.
Was she freaked out at all by this?
No, she was pretty much at ease. But when she talks about her hybrid child, it upsets her. Now we're working on a show about the Old West. We're going to interview this historian who lives on a French trading post. He's supposed to be a complete eccentric. Just so you know, everybody on the show is supposed to be really strange.
No! Who's been your weirdest guest so far?
We had a guy who cooked with garlic. Everything he makes is garlic, even his ice cream gets garlic on it.
What about the bands you've brought on the show do you find them or do they come to you?
We generally go to them. We've had some bands call, though. I had to turn them down. To be honest, they sucked. I don't want anything on the show that sucks. I felt like freaking American Idol.
Adventures in Novel-Reading
To hear Robert E. Lipscomb tell it, he's seen it all. Now the business owner-cum-hobo has jotted down his experiences in the book Down Town, which the cover describes as "the true tales of one white, middle-class man's fall from grace, his Buddha-like renunciation of the world and his inspirational climb back to the summit of true faith, new love and recovered prosperity."
It's a St. Louis tale with many twists and turns. And for your reading pleasure, Unreal challenges you to choose Lipscomb's adventure from Unreal's misadventure.
1) While spelunking with his mates in a cave beneath what is now a city park but once was a paupers' cemetery, Lipscomb encounters:
A) A seething nest of copperheads
B) A trove of gay porn magazines from the 1940s and 1950s
C) The hastily scattered remains of a potter's field
2) While bringing in a little scratch by donating plasma, Lipscomb describes the clinic nurse as:
A) Queen of the Sanguine Arts
B) Plasma Pam
C) The Hemoglobin Succubus
3) After being jumped by a gang looking for a bumfight, Lipscomb supposes he wasn't attacked because:
A) "You can play with the puppies, but you mess with an old, gray wolf, you just might get bit"
B) "The stain of urine growing from my crotch must have dissuaded the hooligan"
C) "A pair of brass knuckles and a bottle of rubbing alcohol can be pretty persuasive"
4) According to Lipscomb, God loves:
A) "The meek and faithful"
B) "A good pair of shoes"
C) "Baloney sandwiches and Cheerwine"
5) The "hallmark of arrogant, tyrannical, shortsighted government" is:
A) "Invading a foreign country under false pretenses with an undersupported military and no occupation strategy"
B) "The awarding of no-bid contracts to a company for which the vice president once served on the board of directors"
C) "The arrest and jailing of free-press advocates on bogus charges"
Answers: C, A, A, B, C
Local Blog O' the Week
"Five Dollar Camera"
About the blogger: Kathy lives in south St. Louis and prefers tepid diet soda. As a ten-year-old Catholic schoolgirl, she declared herself an atheist.
Recent Highlight (January 1): Raise your hand if you're having black-eyed peas today. I'm not. I've been doing that for about the last ten years, and it's never brought me good fortune. According to my grandma, it has something to do with eating simply and being thankful for what you have. If eating simply and frugally is the goal, I've already cheated by eating a three-dollar candy bar this morning and a wheat-free waffle. Yeah, how contradictory. I don't even have a wheat allergy (and I kind of feel like I'm stealing valuable foodstuffs from those that do). By the way, the quasi-healthful waffle negates the fat-laden candy bar. But you knew that, right? It's like diet soda with dessert. Or eating standing up. Food eaten while vertical has no calories.
The one in which I say what I really want to say to people in the supermarket:
Could you please not stand there in the middle of the aisle staring slackjawed at the canned peas?
I've almost fully convinced myself it's okay to repeatedly run over your foot with my cart.
(In the self check-out lane) Hey you with the white earbuds, you're up next. HEY YOU WITH THE LITTLE WHITE EARBUDS, YOU'RE UP NEXT!
This box of crackers is expired. I don't think March 2005 is coming back, no matter how much you will it. (I really did say this to the stock boy.)
(In the self check-out lane) Yes, you speak English, touch English. That's cash in your hand, touch cash. No you don't have any coupons. Please do ask an attendant, don't just stand there staring at the computer screen. The attendant is right there, see? She's looking at you, she's waving you over.
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