Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to the most electrifying game show on the planet--Who Wams to be a Millionaire?! Tonight, we have a very special guest, Ivy Rain, who's brimming with confidence and believes she has what it takes to walk away with the coveted million-pound prize. But as you may know all too well, this show is notorious not only for its massive cash rewards but also for the unexpected and messy surprises it has in store.
The rules are deceptively simple: all Ivy has to do is correctly guess the number that Jeremy is secretly thinking of. If she nails it, she'll become an instant millionaire. But if she fails, and history suggests she just might, she'll be facing a slippery fate--a deluge of thick, slimy gunge, delivered right here on stage for your entertainment! Up until now, every single contestant has fallen short, finding themselves drenched from head to toe in goo. [sarcasm] Could this be the night that breaks the streak? Will Ivy be the first to beat the odds and avoid the gunging?
The suspense is real, folks. The stakes are high. Let's find out... Now!
I would live to see videos of Ivy with her hair up in a big bun, and thick, gooey, mess, like batter, is poured over her hair, it overflows and cascades down her bun, face, boobs etc. Or maybe paint!
The delightful Ivy Rain is back for another go at the nerve jangling, Who Wams to be a millionaire...well God loves a trier.
Will Ivy guess the winning number? Will she get completely deluged in thick gunge? Will the person who stole my wheelie bin please return it by next Tuesday?
In answer to them questions, the answers are no, yes and dont hold your breath.
Another super scene, with lashing of thick gloopy gunge all over the lovely Ivy. Lots of fun, Laughter and mess.
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