Reality trip?

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Well, after Jet posted about our possible reality show adventures...I get This Test sent to me...so of course, I had to see which reality show I was best suited for

Fear Factor

"What a wuss, I could totally do that." Of course you could, that's why your reality show is Fear Factor.

You're the fearless type — always the one jumping off the highest rock, riding the biggest wave, taking the biggest dare. You are fiercely competitive, most likely to turn a nice dinner into an eating contest. Sure it scares your friends when you play chicken on a two-lane highway, but it's good training for your reality show debut.

Heights, depths, leeches, and goat udder — nothing shakes you. Especially when the prize is fifty-grand. There's something thrilling about proving yourself to others because deep down you are only proving it to yourself. You can't stand to live with fear, that's why you plan to blow away the competition. Failure is not an option.

now I have to say, I wont even WATCH this show cause it grosses me out so much!!! so I had to retake it...this one is MUCH more me *s*

Survivor

If you're going to put yourself on display for the world to see, you might as well get paid! That's right, your show is Survivor, the Super Bowl of reality shows. Okay, so technically, you'll only be pocketing $650,000 after taxes, but that's pretty good coin for a little camping trip.

It's clear, you love the outdoors and are prepared for all the inherent challenges that come with picking your breakfast off a shrub and your dinner out of the bug netting. But your mental toughness is what really qualifies you for Survivor. You know all about the satisfaction that comes with enduring physical challenges, but it's the psychological edge that's going to keep your torch lit. You know how to read others, press buttons, and build alliances. The tribe has spoken: Send your audition tape Survivor's way.

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I dreamt I was on SURVIVOR once.
I am NOT the outdoorsy type, I would HATE having to pick my food off of trees and there's no way I'd be living with a bunch of people wtih nothing more worrying on their minds that "camping over" in the wilderness. With this in mind, is it any wonder that my SURVIVOR dream was set in a hotel.
We got only two meals though - brekky and dinner. And the trials were very hard - swimming in the pool and survivoring each day in luxury. That's my kind of SURVIVOR reality

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