On the dawn of day three, we all awoke with a new sense of life (the
inflatable dolls really helped too.) That day, the tribe and I decided to
go on a camel ride through the mountains. Well, we set off on the camels,
and spend hours riding through the mountains. On one certain pass around a
cliff, we ran into a group of, what we thought at the time was, thieves.
The began shouting at us in some language none of us spoke so we gave them
our money and the girls gave there personal items, and we thought we would
soon be on our way. We were wrong. When the girls took off their bras to
hand them over, the guys threw them on the ground jumping up and down and
screaming "Allah!" We were drug from the camels into a cave like the one we
had found our water in the first day. Yet this cave was different. It had
electricity, but not only that, it had satellite TV and computers with
internet. We thought we had really lucked out but they weren't for us. We
were drug to a dark back room and a boulder was rolled in front of the
door. When the guards had left, Rob stood up and shouted "DAMN IT!"
Caroline was pissed (since it was dark we had to guess by the noise she
made.) Obviously the guards heard Rob's "naughty word" and started heading
back. They rolled the boulder away, hauled Rob off with Caroline screaming
holding onto his ankles. They rolled the boulder back and then it was just
me, Mel, Joe, Rach, and dusty. Dusty and Rach cowered together to keep each
other warm and calm (it is a cave.) A couple of hours later, the boulder
was again moved away, and walking towards down the hall was Rob. Oddly
though, he was walking funny. Joey took this as his cue to stand up and
proclaim to the world "ROB GOT ANAL-PROBED!" We all tried to suppress the
laughter because there behind him was none other than Osama Bin Laden
himself and he had Caroline in chains carrying a bucket used to feed
camels. Rob was thrown back in and once again the boulder was put back in
place. That night, we hatched up a plan to escape. When we awoke the next
morning, we put our plan into action. It started by Dusty and Rach faking……
uh……. "naughty" noises. The got two guards to roll the boulder away. Joey
and I then pounced taking these two out of action. We miraculously made it
to the door when Rob realized we were forgetting Caroline. But Dusty used
his quick wit and hatched up a plan. He leaned out the door and made this
whisteling motion with his lips (he later explained was a high pitched
whistle that only animals can here.) Within ten minutes, Dusty's corgi was
in the cave wagging his tail and lick our feet. Dusty bends over and
whispers something in the corgi's ear. It runs off and we hear some camels
neighing (or whatever camels do) and several Afghan curse words. We went to
see what was going on and there was Osama Bin Laden who had apparently been
getting it on with a camel at the time of the dog attack. In one corner of
a room was a cage and in it was Caroline. We rescued her and headed back to
camp. When we arrived there it was still early enough to make it to the
next Immunity Challenge. We headed down to the lake where we were told that
this challenge involved eating. We were surprised to find out that it
didn't involve animals or exotic food. We had to
eat……………………………………………………………………………………………..(added for
drama)…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
Chicken nuggets. A sigh of relief came from the other team as everyone glanced towards Clay. However, our team was screwed and we all knew it. We deliberated (big word for argued) for a while and finally all agreed on Rob. The contest began, at first Rob was in the lead but by the 314th chicken nugget, Rob was slowing down. It finally ended at 672 chicken nuggets for Clay. Rob had actually quit at about five hundred but Clay kept eating. Well, that night we arrived at tribal council. One member's fate had already been sealed. Then the long awaited moment arrived, the reading of the votes. Unanimously it was Joe that would be kicked from the tribe tonight. We all somberly returned to camp where the happy couples made out for a couple of hours, we exchanged stories of the days encounters and then retired to bed. And then there were 12……….
Chicken nuggets. A sigh of relief came from the other team as everyone glanced towards Clay. However, our team was screwed and we all knew it. We deliberated (big word for argued) for a while and finally all agreed on Rob. The contest began, at first Rob was in the lead but by the 314th chicken nugget, Rob was slowing down. It finally ended at 672 chicken nuggets for Clay. Rob had actually quit at about five hundred but Clay kept eating. Well, that night we arrived at tribal council. One member's fate had already been sealed. Then the long awaited moment arrived, the reading of the votes. Unanimously it was Joe that would be kicked from the tribe tonight. We all somberly returned to camp where the happy couples made out for a couple of hours, we exchanged stories of the days encounters and then retired to bed. And then there were 12……….