Wednesday, July 20, 2005

And the winner is...

*The timer goes off. The dust settles on the sandy rise. And J.J. shakes his head…

J.J. walks over to the bins and starts counting.

The tribes, breathing heavy and wiping scurrier guts from their hands, waits in anticipation.*

Ooteeni tribe…..12 scurriers.

Mabbitt tribe…..8 scurriers.

Ooteeni tribe wins the challenge. And the case of beer.

Mabbitt tribe, I’ll see you this Friday at tribal council.


Blogger jedisiri said...


7:52 AM, July 20, 2005  
Blogger flu said...

I demand a re-count!


7:59 AM, July 20, 2005  
Blogger Captain Typho said...

Woo hoo!

(Gives Siri a big hug then cracks open a cold refreshing Mos Eisley brew!)

8:08 AM, July 20, 2005  
Blogger Anakin Skywalker said...

YES! We are so havin' a party up in here, yo! w00t!

*cracks open a beer* Mmm... beer...

8:21 AM, July 20, 2005  
Blogger flu said...

Well, at least my team can eat this Dewback.

8:26 AM, July 20, 2005  
Blogger JawaJuice said...

This is true, Fluke. ever eat old stringy Dewback before?'re in for a treat.

8:33 AM, July 20, 2005  
Blogger Master Yoda said...

Hmph! In your face, Mabbitt tribe! Your butts we kicked.

10:07 AM, July 20, 2005  
Blogger Leia said...

No! Not our butts!

(tear) ...At least we have each other.

10:54 AM, July 20, 2005  

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