I have yet to see this little schmuck carry any water for the rest of us. He has never collected any firewood. He has offered no help in keeping the fire going until last night, and that's when I caught him peeing on it. He was peeing on the fire. He put it out! First he denied it and then I told him I'd seen him he tells me he had permission. When I asked from who gave him permission to pee on the fire he says he gave himself permission. What the hell is that? Who elected him king? He also said he had permission from himself to pee on the rest of us while we are sleeping, but he promised he'd never to do that.
If I were you any of you, I'd start sleeping with my mouth closed.
He doens't fish. He doens't clean the fish. He doens't cook the fish. But he sure as hell eats the fish. After he's made sure the fish is holy enough for the rest of us. We're starving and this jackass spends twenty minutes praising God for feeding us. And then he takes credit for thanking God like that was helping to catch any fish. We were the ones catching the fish. We were feeding ourselves and we were thanking God before he came along.
Worse, he's the reason we're not catching any more fish.
He comes screaming into camp, "Shark attack, Shark attack". He grabs the spear and goes charging into the water, and then he throws the spear and hits a rock. spear. He says he was saving us all from a shark attack, but I looked all over that lagoon and I couldn't find a single shark. All I know is the spear is bent and that jackass did it. We are going to have a damn hard time getting anymore fish with a bent spear. But he's still praying.
And everytime we have some big crises in camp nobody can find him. He disappears. He's always down at the creek Ford, chasing craw fish. Or so he says. Have you noticed, every time he goes down there he comes back empty handed? And if you politly call him on any of this he goes into attack mode. You can't disagree with this guy at. Everybody who doesn't think like him is his enemy and a traitor to the tribe. Which is pretty funny because the only person I know for a fact has ever told any of our secrets to the other tribe was him.
The reward immunity challange we all saw him whispering to the members of the other tribe. First he lied and denied it. Then when we all said we'd seen him, he called us all traitors. What the hell is that?
And that's another thing. Everytime we have a reward challange he wants to sit it out. But when we get back to camp, somehow he ends up with most of the rewards. He used up an entire roll of toliet paper in one night. He either hid it in the jungle or he's just full of shit.
He can't be trusted. He says he's got the secret hidden immunity challange, but I have yet to see it. Have you?
He's got immunity like I've got sun tan lotion. This guy can not be trusted. He sells his vote to the highest bidder. You might want to keep him around to the final vote, to make yourself look good next to him, but I'm telling you you can't trust him that long. This guy has betrayed every alliance he's ever been in.
I have had it. He's lazy as hell and he's never on the job. Everytime he goes in the water he sinks. Everytime he tries to run he falls down. We've lost too many talented people to keep this schmuck around any longer.
I say we vote his skinny white arrogant butt off the island, Now.
Hell, let's just take him out in the canoe tomorrow morning and do a Fredo on him.
And then we can eliminate his good buddy, Dick.