- Let's go to the top of the course where we have
our oldest contestants of the day, Scott and Pete.
both: We're dads! - Yeah.
- They're dads. - A lot of dads I know were,
like, playing poker with their buddies.
- Yep. - Yep.
- You two come to "Wipeout." - Not wipeout. Wife out,
'cause our wives are letting us out of the house tonight.
- Oh. Welcome to Wifeout. - So it's like a hall pass,
but you're only screwing yourself.
[air horn blares]
- There's the horn, and Pete heads off
for Face Time with Nicole. - Oh, yeah!
- This guy falls like a guy in his late 20s.
- Old Dad Scott into the Slosh Bucket.
- Let's go, Scott! Shake it and bake it.
- Pete's throwing down the most modern of slang.
Must be how he connects with his kids.
- Meanwhile, Scott hoping to connect with the platform.
- Ooh! But just like his youth,
he can't hang on no matter how hard he tries.
- Look at this hustle.
They don't have dad bods. They have rad bods.
- All right, let's go, Sweet Pete.
- Come on!
- Pete's old knees are cracking.
Up onto the Big Balls. Ooh. - Ah!
- Got lost around that second ball.
- Just not in his nature to ask for directions.
- Pete's looking to show he's still got it
on the Insta-Slam.
- Moving like a man trying to avoid his family.
- Come on! Come on. Ride that horse, buddy.
- Ooh. I don't know if he's going to be able
to have any more kids, after that.
- Despite their age, they're going all out.
- Move that dad bod!
both: Ooh. - That's all right. Let's go.
- The Old Dads set the first time of the day at 6...
- You got it. You got it. - Minutes and 53 seconds.
That may get them into the gauntlet,
but I'm not sure these two have enough left in the tank
to avoid their wives much longer than that.
[together] Wifeout.
- Moving ahead to the top of the course...
both: Farts and feet. Farts and feet. Farts and feet.
- Farts and feet?
Sounds like a 13-year-old's favorite subreddit.
- This is Justin and Kelsey.
They've only been dating a few months,
but they're very comfortable with each other.
- We just fart in front of each other.
- I've never farted. We don't do that.
- Yeah, never. - Is there anything else
that you've learned about one another?
- My thing is feet. I have to show you her feet.
- Let's move on before this ends up on Wikifeet.
- Oh, John, it's far too late for that.
- Bring me those feet, babe!
- Little stinker Kelsey gunning it through Face Time.
- Yeah! - Flipped.
- [farts] - Oh!
Gets the wind knocked out of her.
- Which is more weird,
their love of farts...
- [raspberries]
- Or the feet? - Hey, check those feet.
They're all--
[fart noises]
- I have to go the farts.
Doesn't anybody want privacy these days?
- Apparently not.
- Little stinker Justin now onto Insta-Slam.
- Go, babe!
- And immediately gets the splats.
- Go, babe!
- Oh, my God. Did he...
- Yep. He just took his shoe off.
- Now he's trying to show off his feet.
[jazzy music]
♪ ♪
- Oh!
- Nothing worse than a wet sock.
- The Lil Stinkers are behind the pace set by the Old Dads,
but a strong finish here on Backbone
could help secure a spot in the gauntlet.
- Ah! - Ooh. That was a wet one.
The water.
- Kelsey, follow the farts! - I'm coming.
- And this is the perfect opportunity
to introduce our audience to the
Oh, [bleep] cam,
a specialty camera that captures the exact moment
where contestants go from,
"This isn't so bad," to, "Oh, [bleep]!"
- Can we say that?
- Observe. This guy's face says,
"Oh, hell no." Yikes.
- And this lady says, "I turned down
"Wheel of Fortune" for this?"
- Oh! - Here's,
"I haven't been this humiliated
since I wore a manpony on national television.
- And my favorite... - No! No! No!
- No, no, no! Yes, yes, yes! No, no no!
Oh, [bleep]. John, who's next?