It was nice and calm on the lake. It was just Carl in a small boat with his fishing pole. Almost immediately
after Carl's first cast he thinks he's got something and starts fighting and tugging at his fishy pray. With
as much strength as he'd ever had before, Carl easily lifted a huge 34 inch bass into his boat. Beaming with
pride at his accomplishment as he lifted the fish high in the air. Carl sat down in his boat and looked down
at his trophy, which said to him, "CARL! WAKE UP!"
Carl woke up immediately, and who can blame him, it's not everyday a fish starts yelling at you with your
wife's voice. "I'm already going nuts." Carl muttered to himself putting his face back down on the pillow. But
just before he could close his eyes he heard Wendy's voice in his head saying, Oh no you aren't not yet!
Carl sat up and looked around the room looking for Wendy, but he was still seemed to be all alone. I'm talking
to you telepathically. Don't look around for me! Carl was stunned to hear his wife's voice seemingly knowing
exactly what he was doing. Yes I do know what you're doing, in order to make sure I gave them answers they
wanted I wished for some telepathic powers to help myself out. I also made it so you can talk to me just by
thinking it.
This is cheating! Carl thought at this point more outraged at his wife's breaching of the integrity of the
game than anything else, We agreed no wishing to win the show. Especially anything mentally related.
We aren't on the show yet so this doesn't count, Wendy thought sounding rather defensive, But that's not the
point, we are in danger of not being on the show. And don't be happy about that!
It seemed she could sense that the news wasn't exactly breaking his heart, but decided it wasn't time for an
argument, What do you mean? How do you know that?
Like I said, I'm reading the minds of the people here, and apparently this is a two prong test. I'm answering
all the questions about us, and they are watching you in the room to see if you'll be interesting to watch on
tv.
I knew it! Carl thought getting angry at the idea of people recording who they thought was a naive hot girl
without her knowledge. It's not illegal, it's in the small print of the contract we signed, but forget about
that. They think you are boring and are thinking of passing on us! Wendy said sounding like she was starting
to panic.
There's nothing to do here! What am I supposed to do? Carl thought honestly, but Wendy didn't seem to hear
him. Damn! They're back to ask more questions, I've got to concentration on the them so I can't talk to you.
I'm begging you. PLEASE! Do something!
Wow, she seems really desperate. Carl thought, and after waiting a minute and not hearing from Wendy again
Carl started to wrack his brains. Well, there are a few nicknacks here and there, maybe I can build something
to entertain myself. Carl was actually starting to get a little excited at the prospect of doing something,
but stopped himself, Because nothing will bring in viewers like a hot girl stacking stuff. Carl lay flat on
bed getting frustrated with himself. He really didn't want to let Wendy down, this was her dream and because
he was so boring she might lose her shot. Turning again on the bed out of frustration he inadvertently
squashed his boobs uncomfortably. Damn. Why do these things have to be so big and bouncy and....damn it all.
Carl suddenly had an idea for what he could do that might just get the selection committees attention.
So with a new energetic (yet not really excited) life Carl finally got up and out of bed and started to
stretch. Carl chuckled to himself, I can't believe Big Brother is what's going to get me to do this, and with
that thought in mind Carl started exercising. He started by doing some simple stretches, making darn sure he
body was on display, even turning to different parts of the room to make sure the cameras didn't miss a thing.
After stretching Carl spent the next hour and a half doing a series of exercises. He did a few simple things
like curling items in the room and doing some crunches, but this was all just to mentally get himself ready
for the main events, he spend the last half hour of his exercising jogging in place and doing jumping jacks.
If this doesn't get their attention, nothing will, Carl thought looking down at his chest bounce up and down
and up and down.
Finally Carl decided he'd had enough,If that's not good enough for them, then screw them. Finally stopping
with the exercising Carl grabbed a towel and a dress and took a shower (Carl made sure the curtain was drawn
while he changed, he'd already given them enough of a show.) A few minutes after he'd dried off and gotten
dressed Carl sat back on the bed and put the Big brother dvd back on. Just minutes after he'd started it there
was a knock at his door, Carl answered the door to see Jon, Ashleigh, and Derrick. Derrick was the first to
speak.