Alex pushed on his head, trying to keep himself underwater, the one place he was king.
Reactions were mixed when Russell Crowe showed up nude in our camp.
The water was so cold it froze Christine's mouth shut. You should have seen her frantically miming for help when the piranha attacked her feet. Oh my, those were good times.
Not satisfied with simply sliding down a rock into water, Andy attempted to slide down a rock, make a slight turn, hop onto a t-shirt, and glide effortlessly into the water. The one hitch in the plan came when the boyfriend of the woman Andy had taken the shirt from tackled him halfway down the slide.
We thought the stories of the North American Buttfish were only rumors...
The ring comes full circle.
Barefoot and loving it.
We never could decide if Steve was trying to surf the mountain, use sign language, or if he wanted to give Andy a real big hug. We didn't stick around to find out.
Andy and Steve had conquered their own bowels. Congratulations.
Steve was the lord of the log-dance. At least until he fell off into the fire, horribly disfiguring his face. No one would pay to see him dance after that.
Tobin was lookin' to make some smores. Jen had the graham crackers. There was only one option. It was time to rumble.
Melissa laughed politely as Paka explained how he invented fire during recess in the fourth grade. Melissa knew full well that Alexander Graham Cracker Bell invented fire in 1492.
It wasn't that Tobin was always doing something suspicious, it was that if he didn't make that face, his fanclub would disband and he'd lose all those monthly dues as revenue.
Sean wondered why his finger tasted like guava. Guava? Passion fruit? Either way, where has this finger been?
