The radio station I used to listen to in Seattle used to have a Spelling Bee that had crazy high prizes relative to their normal prizes.
But the words were always homophones and the correct spelling was always whatever the contestant didn’t say. So every contestant always got every word wrong.
Spell “new”
N-E-W
I’m sorry, the right answer is K-N-E-W
Spell “bear”
B-A-R-E
I’m sorry, the right answer is B-E-A-R
And the contestants would always be SO disappointed that they lost. There wasn’t even a consolation prize and they kept the charade up for a stupidly long time and people kept calling in thinking they were going to win a crap ton of money.
Aye, as I write, I can see the sea with my own eye, but I knew, too, they’re going to put their new gnu right there with the other two, as part of the rite.
Aye, as I write, I can see the sea with my own eye, but I knew, too, they’re going to put their new gnu right there with the other two, as part of the rite, right?
Oh real people were calling in, thinking they were going to win. I mean, a few were obviously aware of the gag (why bother calling in that case?) but most seemed like they truly believed this was a game they had a legitimate chance of winning.