![]() Day ONE |
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![]() Balle, as usual, speaks up first. As the tribe leader, he shares his opinion on some of their recent losses, especially the Reward challenge.
Tofi gives Balle a warm hug. Did sparks fly? I don't know... but tofi's glowstick indeed has lightened up.
Balle: "Awww... luv niyo ako talaga!" Erwin: "News flash. The humidity's rising. Barometer's getting low! According to all sources, the street's the place to go." Tofi: "Coz tonight for the the first time, at just about half-past ten... for the first time in history..." Jay: "It's gonna start raining boys!" Balle: "It's raining boys!" Rabs: "Hallelujah!" Balle: "It's raining boys..." Glenn: "Uh okay... I'm sure we can live without seeing the rest of that Pahgong song-and-dance production... Meanwhile, at Koobah camp, someone falls madly in love." |
![]() For this whole series, we haven't heard much from a Koobah tribe member... we might as well call him Amber Brkich, Jr. But his masquerade behind the shrubs soon fades... as he notices the beauty of a fellow tribe member.
Aaron: "Shut up Onas. If you really are the math wizard, how many degrees is your back currently arched?" Onas: "45 degrees." Aaron: "But since mercury poisoning is cumulative, how many degrees will it be arched in the future?" Onas: "60 degrees... next year."
Aaron: "Hah! I don't care for you, Onas. I care for Jason... he is the dalanghita of my eye. He is my man. Oh Jason you elevate my soul. I got no self control."
Aaron: "Sheesh... if I know, come merger time, you will probably join in the infamous Pahgong orgies" *ehem foreshadowing ehem*.
Onas: "Wo-key" Glenn Probst: "Heh... it's RC time!" |
The
two tribes receive this message through tree-mail:
"You have the resources within you. Expend it! You shall need those to fill the drum of life." Follow em onto the RC site.. |