The challenge scene upon my arrival.

Abyss Island: S1E8 – A Filthy Scramble for Immunity and a Splurge

Day 21

I was informed by the producers of Survivor: Abyss Island that even though I’m the only contestant, it has already been decided by the powers that be I will not be invited back to participate in season two, All Stars – the Re-Abyssening.

That was a body blow to the ego. That hurt. Whatever. I haven’t got time for the pain. I have to do what I always do and soldier on, chin up, and all that. I still got a job to do.

Day 22

It was a week of twists and turns, including a reward challenge and the delicious taste of victory (jalapeño poppers, pizza and chicken). The producers inexplicably delayed the reward challenge until Thursday throwing off the timing of my entire existence.

Suddenly another Saturday and another immunity challenge was at hand. Tree mail contained cryptic portends:

Fuck, damn, shit
Boobs and gonad

If you don’t find them fast
It will really be too bad

I have to admit. I had no clue (aside from the actual one in my hands) about what to expect.
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