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My New Favorite Show

Cash Cab. It's amazing.

My new favorite show is Cash Cab on the Discovery Channel. A taxi in New York picks up passengers who think they're just climbing into a regular cab, but it's actually a game show on wheels. On the way to their destination, passengers/contestants have to answer a series of questions for cash. The questions start out relatively simple and increase in difficulty, as does the cash reward. They are allowed to miss just two questions, and if they miss a third they are kicked out no matter where they are in the city. They are also allowed to call a friend one time and to roll down the window and ask a passerby for help once.

If they make it to their destination, they are given the choice of taking the money they have earned or choose a double-or-nothing video question.

I am SO good at this game. I could SO easily win money, if only I lived in New York and if only I happened to hale the correct cab. You can test yourself with these sample quizzes. Good luck.

By the way, if I had to name a second favorite show, it would be MeerKat Manor, no contest.

Comments

dive said…
Good grief!
I am SO glad I don't watch TV.
Scout said…
Oh, come on, Dive. It's fun. Take the quiz. Go ahead.
dive said…
No fair! They're all questions only an American would know!
Remember, since you guys got uppity in 1776, we've totally ignored you so we know nothing about your history or culture since.
Dratted colonials.
Gina said…
That is so cool! I wish I lived in NY too, just so I could possibly do this show!
This guy must be the only cab driver in NY that can speak English.

We know he's just an actor though
I don't watch my Tv either dive. As a matter of fact I got rid of my cable TV and I only watch Public television or old drum corps DVD'S
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Anonymous said…
I loved Meerkat Manor!
Maria said…
I had A LOT of fun with that quiz...and Dive, one of the questions was about a 1666 fire on Pudding Lane in London. I got it right. But, um..yeah...a lucky guess.

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