"Wake up already shitfaces! It's 5:01, y'all are late!" Chef yelled through ten megaphones. "Huh, what?" Bridgette asked confusingly, rubbing her head. "I was awake six hours ago. I was meditating, but then Cameron and Gwen started having sex again!" Dawn yelled in frustration. "I don't God damn care! Get on out here and play the damn game!" Chef yelled. Scott walked over, holding his two gigantic balls in a wheelbarrow. "But CHEEEEEEEF! I need my blue balls cured! Help me!" He screamed, the horny dirt farm boy wanting some of that cha cha real smooth action. Chef grabbed a thumbtack and threw it at Scotts balls. "NOOOOO!" Courtney yelled in slow motion, but she was too late. Once the thumbtack hit his nuts, they exploded like balloons, releasing an ocean of cum. "Ooooh, that's so hot." Bridgette said, biting her lip as Niagra Falls leaked out of her taco shack. "CUM PUSSY JUICE FLOOD!" Courtney yelled in fear, she slowly succumb to the flood of bodily fluids and drowned.
"OH SHIT! Uh, uh, To-todays challenge is to reach the top of that hill over there! The first team to make it wins! GoooO!" Chef said, raising his hand in the air as he sunk to the bottom of the sea of semen and H20. Harold floated in the air, freezing time, and started chanting an ancient phrase. "ਰੈਡਿਟਿਟ ਹੋਲਸੋਮ 100 ਕੀਨੁ ਰੀਵਜ਼" He said, his eyes glowing a bright red. He unfroze time and made it to the top of the hill with most of his teammates. "Come on everyone! You can make it!" DJ yelled, putting his hand out to rescue the others. "Sorry sugar! My ass cheeks are holdin' me down!" LeShawna yelled as she sank to the bottom.
After a while, the only two left were Ezekiel and Bridgette. "Gdfkjadn uihnjegn guess kfjnfkajnfk we lanflm lost eh?" Ezekiel said, grabbing Bridgettes shoulder. "Oof." Bridgette said, still in a constant state of pleasure from Scotts atomic bomb testicles. Soon, everything went into the ocean and everyone was safe, somehow.
Flash to the ceremony, and the Black N-Words were sitting in sadness, disbelief, and covered in god knows what. "The dildos go to... Harold, LeShawna, DJ, Ezekiel and..." The suspense was killing the remaining two. The two explosive time bombs of bodily fluids were on the chopping block tonight. "Scott!" Chef yelled, throwing the last dildo to Scott, who pretty much didn't have a dildo anymore. "Oh yeah, getting eliminated gets me so w-" Bridgette was interuppted by Harold drop kicking her into the abyss. "Thot." He said, posing like an epic gamer after that victory royale. "Thank you Harold. Everyone go sleep now, I need to take a long bath." Chef said, walking to the communal bathrooms.