From The New York Times obituary of Bob Carroll Jr., one of the writers of "I Love Lucy":
Happily for the writers, few ideas were off limits. Most weeks, they approached Ms. Ball to ask her some variation on the following:
Can we tie you to a chair? Roll you in a rug? Hang you out the window? Can we fly you through the air? Put you on stilts? Put four dozen eggs down your blouse? Will you bark like a seal? Work with an elephant? Sing to a sheep?
Can we dip you in chocolate? Coat you in clay? Splatter you with mud? Will you fight with a woman in a vat full of grapes? Work on an out-of-control conveyor belt in a candy factory? Can we put you in handcuffs? Blacken your teeth? Set your nose on fire?
Ms. Ball, resilient, agreed to everything.
Often interviewed about the Golden Age of television, Mr. Carroll was forthright about the changes in the medium since then:
“I’m not too sure about these reality shows,” he told The Daily News of Los Angeles in 2001. “They take 16 contestants, 100 crew, tons of equipment, go to Borneo — and all we had to do was say, ‘Ethel, if Ricky finds out I bought this hat, he’ll kill me.’ ”