No non-Survivor news to share with you, or people to call out, so I figure we’d just jump right into the episode, which I felt was a tad lackluster tonight, but still a decent enough episode. I still have to say that this season has been a HUGE upgrade from the past few seasons, which all SUCKED not quite hairy testicles, but the kind of testicles that someone just trimmed and the ends of the hairs still have a little pinch to them. Actually, that would probably be worse than actually sucking just plain out hairy testicles, so maybe I’ll just go back to the hairy ones and skip the trimmed ones, since the past few seasons weren’t stab-your-mouth with pinchy-nut-hairs type bad!!

Don’t ask where my mind had to go for that one.

Anyway, we head back to Kalabaw with the tribe that just sent Dawson back to the Creek, and Katie feels as if she’s the bottom of the totem pole now. Uh, you kinda were from the start, but the fact that … Continue reading →

Let me start off by confronting the lady who called me a douche in the comments of my last blog. If I may, can I ask you to email me with your intrepretation of what a douche is and why someone who thinks a person is a douche would continue to support (in a sense) said douche? I’m not being rude, I’m just trying to understand why, if someone dislikes another human being, why they would want anything to do with that human being they don’t like. In this case, you think I’m a douche, so why read my blog? I was a Psychology major in college, so these kinds of things interest me. For instance, I don’t like tomatoes. I stay away from them. If they’re ever placed on a burger or sandwich that I purchase, I take them off immediately and throw them away. I’m never going to grow them in a garden (if I ever choose to have a garden), I’m never going to buy one at a store (unless I plan … Continue reading →

The show opens over at the Matsing camp, where nobody is talking, they can’t get the fire going, and because of all the rain, the three remaining tribe members are going stir crazy. See what a difference a pair of ta-ta’s and a pretty face makes? Even they wouldn’t deny that Angie’s presence made all the difference in the world. Sure, the b*tch was stupid and talked about cookies a little too much, but the fact of the matter remained that she walked around camp in either a bikini or her bra and underwear, and even as a non-lesbian, Denise can appreciate that. Without her boob thing, Russell even became delusional, thinking that the Matsing tribe was going to mount the greatest comeback ever seen in the history of mankind. You know, because historically, somewhere, someone is keeping track of all the great comebacks in Survivor lore. We get it, Russell, you want to win and all, but look at your team. You guys suck. Hell, YOU suck. Deal with it. My guess is we’re … Continue reading →