Joe turned his back on the moaning Seth. "Okay, that was too pathetic a start for the men's side. So Al, you're gonna get to wait. Even the bitches can kick this guy's ass." Joe looked back at what Seth was doing. "Although it looks like he approves of any activity that has to do with that part of his anatomy so maybe you could just knee him in his stomach or something." Joe turned his focus to the red headed contestant. "Well Natalie, all you've got to do at the current moment is get on the mat. Do you think you can get that done?"
Natalie shrugged. "Well, ever since Christian's mom dragged him out of this game my mind seems a bit clearer for some reason. You know, it's easier to think when you're head's not cluttered up with nasty thoughts."
Al shrugged. "Wouldn't know."
Jen's eyes formed tears. "I hear so much about those thought things. I pray every night that I might get one of my own someday soon."
"Doubtful." Joe said quickly. "Okay Chigger, you're up."
Natalie rolled her eyes as she sighed. "Nat. It's Nat."
"Yeah I know. Just get going."
Natalie took a deep breath and started up the ladder. She took another deep breath before pulling her goggles down and rolling off.
She did a beautiful triple summersault and landed smack dab in the middle of the target. She stood up and began shouting for joy.
Joe rubbed his chin. "Gee I guess she's never heard of a..."
Joe's words broke as a huge pile of snow began flowing it's way toward Natalie. She screeched, only making it go faster. Pretty soon the entire mat area was covered.
Joe shrugged. "One of those. Huh." Then something hit him. "Aw damnit! Now were gonna be backed up even more trying to dig the little bitch outta there. Okay, calm down Joe. There's gotta be at least one way that you haven't yet thought of to kill yourself. Think think."
"Hey guys. Wow that was some rush!"
Joe looked up at the arrival. "Cicada? What are you doing up here? How'd you get out from under the snow so quick?"
Natalie grabbed a lock of her hair. "Redheads are hotheads remember? Some stereotypes are true." Natalie stopped to think a few seconds. "And far too literal."
Joe shook his head in agreement. "Yes. Stereotypes do seem to happen. Why, I'm only now beginning to realize how the depressed, suicidal game show host one goes."