The "High 5 to This Guy" Series, #4
High 5, John Davidson. You're no longer hosting gameshows. You're no longer the faceman for "That's Incredible," the show where the audience was treated to a series of stunts, especially ones involving people trapped inside things, or doing things out of fast-moving cars. It was also a show, if I remember correctly, in which the paranormal played a large role. People would say something was paranormal, film something with bad special effects as "proof" it was really paranormal, then all of America would just nod in awed agreement that it must be paranormal.
(Question - as hosts, you guys had to think everything was incredible, right? It's in the title of the show. What if you happened to not think something was incredible - would you be forced to take "That's Incredible" medicine to change your mind? Get back to me)
Anyway, John. Those days are long behind you. Now you're dressing like a country Liberace, carrying a guitar designed by an italian pastry chef, and most likely writing librettos about wizards. (Nope just checked. Sounds more like what a secret disco album put out by your dad would sound.)
In other words, John, you took an extended 10-Day cruise to You Island, and said, "Yeah, I'm good here. Let's stay." Wearing leather shirts, playin in Vegas and making divorcees scream. Things could be worse, John. You could be up for "An untitled Wink Martindale production." High 5, John. YOU'RE Incredible.
