Immunity: Let’s Get It On!

OMG! This is the last time I’ll get to issue immunity! My tears are flowing like the Giza Desert! And that’s like, super dry! Wait, tears aren’t dry, are they? Oh well! You, like, get the point!

So, I had some dates with you guys ‘n they were all fun! But who was like, the most romantic?

Audrey, the manliest of the contestants remaining, you took me to some weird French place that didn’t even serve French Fries! Luckily, they had muffins. Must be some new French Muffin or somethin’, deep fried, egg-battered muffins. Except that’s not what they were, lol. Anyways, I loved the smell of your manliness. It was pungeant, like sniffing the sweaty jockstrap of the star football player. Mmmmmmm.

Mr. Glasses, you took me on a whacky cruise adventure! Not only did it include lightsabering-wielding Sam Jacksons, but I also got to eat shark brains at the end, one of the finest delicacies in all of brainhood!

Cyclops, we had some real brainey fun! And here I thought when Molly was eliminated I’d gotten away from the pediatry…or is it pedigree…you know, the kid lovin’ thing, anyways, I thought I’d gotten away from it, but then, we got to the Scouts! Mmmm, their brains were so succulent! And the terror on their faces as I tore their skulls off, lol, it was just too funny! I almost peed my panties laughing at their silly expressions as they lay dying at my feet! Thanks for a great time!

And now, my final sex-robe token of immunity goes too…Mr. Glasses!

Our date was romantic, action-packed, and sensual, all rolled into one evening! Our celebrity guests were amazing! Sam Jacksons? Insane Chefs? Dancing Carltons? How’d you do it?! It seems that when you stop putting all your efforts into foiling me, and instead put it into wooing me, you’re actually successful! Maybe you should have tried this from the beginning, silly billy!

Anyways, our Jury of former and current contestants, now it’s time to vote between Cyclops and Audrey! Who will be gone? Who will make it to the finals for their chance to win my heart? It’s up to you now! Don’t let lil ol’ me down!

5 Comments

  1. I feel like Halle Berry on Oscar night, but without doing the nasty with Billy Bob.

  2. Who are you trying to kid, Bennet? We all saw the video tape.

  3. yay!!

  4. My tears are dry; they are quite sticky.

  5. Bennet won, huh? I smell a rat and it isn’t the cooking.

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