...Till the juice runs down my leg...

A hearty thank-you to the brilliant tobyspinks for spreading word on what could be the best television idea since the laugh track. America's favorite knife-wielding, wife-slaying psychopath, Orinthal James Simpson, in dire financial straits since being found liable in civil court for the murder of his ex-wife, may finally be turning the corner. Seems the Juice is in talks to develop a Punk'd-esque reality show in which he pulls gags on, or "juices," unsuspecting victims. Imagine your "relief" when you find out that whatever harrowing prank you've just survived was merely engineered by a 6'1" 212-pounder with wild eyes and a penchant for lethal neck-stabbing. I guess it still beats that smug Ashton Kutcher bastard.