The Impossible Question - Episode 7

Chris from Edinburgh slides into the hot seat next. Confident. Calm. That cheeky laugh that knows he's running this show. He sails through round after round, flash of a smile every time. But nobody gets out of the tank clean. When the moment comes, Chris is drenched in thick yellow slime, and it looks fucking incredible. The bright gunge clings to every inch of his Rangers kit — soaking through the fabric, sliding down his chest, dripping off his arms. All that composure gone, replaced by nothing but yellow mess and a grin that tells you he's loving it. He played it cool. The slime didn't care.