Now I’ve never been to Holland, so I don’t really know what the culture’s like there. But where I come from, as well as most civilized nations, this TV show host with a child performer looks like a relationship that’s frowned upon by most sectors of society.

It’s a lot like Star Search. Only instead of stars, you get a sore heinie and the prize is repression of memories. Which isn’t much of a prize, really. Unless they give you the Men in Black flashing light memory eraser to keep. I can see how that’d come in handy lots of times in the future. Hell, I’d take a creepy older man invading me like a proctologist for that prize. I’ve done it for less.

[thanks Greg for the tip]