OMG guys! We’re halfway through the competition! You’re that much closer to finding true love with a sexy lover of fine cuisine and hunting (of sorts)! It must have seemed impossible with 12 of you competing for my man love, but now there are 6, and you can just taste the juice of my love! Whoa, a metaphor! I think I’ve been reading Peter posts too much lol.
Your challenge this week is a simple one. Party til you drop! The party animal will get immunity, and be one step closer to my heart! The stick in the mud will be eliminated, never to love a serial killer again, unless they court Dexter! So celebrate with me for getting halfway through the competition without being murdered!
We’ll be in the back yard of the mansion! We have a hot tub (and I hope to see a few skimpy swimsuits), strawberry daquiries, wine coolers, and other icky alcohol like beer, and catering from the local cemetary! Now I know what you’re thinking, but don’t worry! These brains come from only the newly dead lol.
So anyways, have a good time! Flirt with me, chat with the other contestants, get drunk, eat fine food! If you go all out, you’ll probably find yourself here next week, too! Good luck!
Well, everyone knows I’m no stick in the mud.
Woo hoo, it’s going to be a paper party.
(In case you couldn’t tell, I was being sarcastic)
Wow. EVen though you’re like, always after my brain and all, that pic makes me drool.