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.
posted by Jawa Juice at 7:30 AM
3 Comments:
Woo hoo!
(Gives Siri a big hug then cracks open a cold refreshing Mos Eisley brew!)
This is true, Fluke.
eh...you ever eat old stringy Dewback before?
...oh...you're in for a treat.
Hmph! In your face, Mabbitt tribe! Your butts we kicked.
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