Episode 6: A threatening abroma
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This week: In which the blue tribe goes blue, and buries itself in an avalanche of farts. As seen on TV, of course.
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It's hard to guess why Carolyn doesn't like me. I mean, it's not like I'm a fart machine, like Joaquin. -
It's because you talk all the time. But at the same time, you don't talk to me enough. -
I see. That makes total sense. -
Meanwhile, back at Blue Bro camp... 'Hey, did I ever tell you guys about the massive fart I had? Blew my manties clean off! While they were underwater! -
Dan is always talking about that one big fart he had. Size doesn't mattuh, Dan. He's just not a connoisseur, like me and Joaquin. -
Awww yeah. That's the stuff right there. -
Right? I could smell that one from the beach. Wave your arms a bit more. -
Don't get the #bromance that close to the fire, it's HIGHLY flammable! -
Good news, guys. This reward challenge is a farting contest. -
I was MADE for this challenge! -
Ew. -
Jeff, can we move our mat more upwind from those guys? -
Still not far enough, Probst -
Come on, Joe! Aim more to the right! -
Why can't I get this mask off these posts? -
You guys! I can still help out from down here! -
Duck and cover, everyone! Duck and cover! -
Tyler? Is that the best you can do? What, did you go to private school, or something? -
I think I can. I think I can. -
You can't do it if you don't try, Sierra. -
Mike: Relax guys, I got this. -
Okay, simulataneous effort, everyone. On three: One... two... -
They knocked out Probst! -
Someone please get me out of this recap. -
TeamWORK! TeamWORK! -
How did they do that? -
Yeah, baby -
We won. Yahoo. -
Yay! I hope there are some beans! -
Will gets busy making sandwiches -
We ate our beef stew the extra fancy way, with our pinkies fully extended -
Isn't anyone the least bit worried about being crushed by that giant moon? -
It was a miraculous tour, especially when the face of the sainted Keith Nale appeared on the guide's shirt -
Uh... could I get a little privacy here? -
And now, back at Camp Abroma: You guys ever hear someone fart the National Anthem? You are in for a treat! -
(*stunned silence*). -
Psst, Sierra! It's safe back here behind the trees. I've been hiding here all episode. -
Rodney takes Sierra aside, and teaches her the secret of the wind. -
Is this entire recap going to be about farts? Why? -
Bro, what are you saying? My chosen area of expertise smells? -
This is a memory challenge. There's no way they can make this about flatulence. -
I beg to differ -
Oh no. -
Okay, Kelly. I'm throwing my fart. Just pretend you did it. -
Honestly, what does that have to do with remembering things? -
*Groan* This is the absolute worst. -
That's it. I've had enough. Please, just get rid of one of the guys. I don't even care if it's one of the handsome ones. -
Yahoo. -
Man, I hope this whole thing was some weird hallucination from getting hit in the head. -
It's not. -
Rodney, here's the deal. We stink. But we didn't stink enough this episode. -
That's what you think, bro. Work hahd, faht hahder. -
Please don't tell them I'm behind this tree. -
Is this enough wood? Lighting farts is so hit-or-miss without matches. -
Ohhhh. Can we just go straight to Tribal? -
Okay. -
Watch out everyone, there's a Nor'easter blowin' through here! -
Eh, I've smelled worse. -
Let's skip the voting and just have you write a name down, Jeff. -
Fine. -
Wait, what was that? -
Can't snuff me, bro. My torch is gas-powered. -
Not any more. -
Bro, something in here really smells.
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