It’s always depressing how the alpha males vote each other off right away. Depressing for me anyway. There goes my eye candy.
It makes a certain sort of sense I guess. If you manage to be the sole remaining AM, you might get lucky and go on an immunity run.
But, you’d think they’d figure out that as a group, they’d all go a lot further in the game by sticking together and voting out the scheming weaklings. Being the sole AM in a group of people who have probably schemed their whole life is a pretty precarious position to be in.
Benjamin - Soccer coach
Brendan - Entrepreneur (“Really! I’m not unemployed! I’m a consultant!”)
Candace - Attorney
Carolina - Bartender
Debra - Middle School Principal
Erinn - Hairstylist
Jerry - US Army Sargent.
Joe - Real Estate Sales (“Really, I’m not unemployed either!”)
James - Cattle Rancher
Sandy - Bus Driver
Sierra - Model (nah, no comment. Fish in a barrel)
Spencer - 19, Student
Stephen - Corporate Consultant (ok, so he admits he’s an unemployed drifter)
Sydney - Model
Tamara - Former Pop Star (hmm, I’m seeing a pattern here)
Tyson - Professional Cyclist
Looks like TPTB are going to pay the pixilator guy overtime this season. Between the naked Mormon and the cameltoe and the wrestling challenge next week.
Taj (black lady) needs to find a new way to tie her shirt. That knot really skeeved me out.
Sandy has Crazy Eyes, so I think she’s a little nutty. The impression I got was that she had no idea what the word pace meant, not that she wasn’t sure how many inches or whatever were in a pace.