Today I got my Tribe Name: Nostradamus. I got it after proving my prediction about stupid Alison failing the camino.
-As I'm writing this we decide we wanted the door closed, but as guys we opted to throw our shit at the open door instead of getting up and swinging it closed. We ran out of of stuff to throw so Adam got up and tried to close it with a direct blast from a sandal. He missed, throwing the sandal 90' in the wrong direction- straight into the ground.
Later we decided to go only undies all around. Even the ugly girl did it. The other two girls' excuses were that we wouldn't want to see her in underwear in the state she was in, and that it wasn't a good time of the month for the other. We immediately stopped giving them shit for wearing pants. Sitting around shooting the shit in our underwear we realize that the door is still wide open. Adam didn't shut it when he got up and failed; he just, "Spiked his sandal then sat back down." -Mike Lavelle
