Is That A Deal?

OK, I'm now getting a bit worried about my exam results, which I discover tomorrow. This is probably a bit late for post-test stress, but whatever. Tomorrow is D-Day, the bit where I find out whether I'll be gunned down on the beaches or survive to storm Hitler's secret bunker.

Now there's a point. Whenever you're mindlessly flicking around the digital channels, the history programmes are always named something along the lines of "Hitler's Secret Brewery" or "Stalin's Magic Sphincter". I mean, we won, didn't we? Does it really matter to a lot of people what Adolf was up to on his summer holidays? Television in general, needs a good pep talk. Think of the potential of Deal Or No Deal - an utterly random game wherein players open up mystery boxes for various amounts of money. But what if they shook up the format a bit? Throw in a wildcard - a box filled with wasps, or starving, virile ferrets? They could have the hand-grenade booby-trap box, the proof of your illegitimate children-box, or the boiling oil box!

The banker could call up and tell Noel Edmunds to go and buy some better shirts, or reveal that the bank's been bailed out by the government and due to the new partial ownership, all deals are off. Armed robbers could come and take all the boxes - or hold Noel at gunpoint and negotiate a new deal. Just think of the possibilities!