
I mean, about twenty different times each season, they had to fill up a television studio with individuals enthusiastic about people getting hit in the balls and brides fainting at the altar. This goes double for the spin-off
America's Funniest People. And unlike other lame shows of the era (despite my affection for
AFHV, it is undeniably lame), there was little to no live-action component to
AFHV. At least when you're in the audience for
Home Improvement there's a live performance for you to see. Beyond that,
AFHV had their yearly $100,000 or whatever contest where not only would the people in the studio in Los Angeles vote for their favorite video, but people in three or more other cities in America would vote for which video of buildings falling on people or dogs making babies cry was the best. Who decided it would be a good idea to dress up, go to a television studio, and watch videos on a screen? Maybe I'm overanalyzing it. I mean, I guess I'd go, today, if I had the chance.
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