Anyhow, Blu Cantrall (she had that one song like 10 years ago about getting back at bad boyfriends by stealing their credit cards) is so pathetic that they had to basically hire hot dancers to shimmy around the audience in order to distract from the lack of energy she exuded. Then there's Christopher Knight, the Brady who is still most shamelessly cashing in on his fame (and yes, I'm including the fact that Barry Williams just did a show on Broadway about growing up as a Brady), who broke his arm and still continued on with his show doing a tightrope act. And Stacey Dash (you may remember her from Clueless and er... we'll get back to you on what else she may be famous for) is kind of the best of the worst spinning around on a bungee thing despite her fear of heights and cracked ribs. Even the "danger" on this show can't make it exciting, and don't even get me started on the judges, but like a train wreck it is hard to look away. You've got to see it to believe it. Trust me.

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