Read our recap and results of tonight’s new episode “Stripes” below:
Right off the bat, people are shown to be sick of Jordan’s shit. Especially Bananas. I am looking forward to this inevitable duel.
The Challenge – Piggy Back
Remember those ropes you had to climb in high school? Well, this is like that. Two teams of 10 must use each other and an abundance of upper body strength to get across a suspended platform. While this doesn’t seem like a fair Challenge for Jordan (contestants must grab each rope with both hands) I don’t like that he blames others when he messes up.
When Bananas falls on his team, Jordan is shown name calling him like he’s in the 2nd grade.
Cohutta, however, keeps it classy. “There’s a wet banana telling us what we’re doing wrong.” LOL
Preston, who was the MVP for this Challenge until the end, didn’t grab both ropes and Cara Maria and her team are safe for the week.
Cara Maria, of course, wants to throw Bananas in to the Draw to shock him. This is not surprising to anyone. Bananas is going in.
On the girls side of things, Theresa makes the announcement that everyone should vote for Laurel, and if they don’t, they’re basically chicken shit. When it comes time to vote, competitors vote Laurel in and receive a death stare in return. Theresa, at the last minute, votes for Jasmine.
DIRTY! Laurel will kill anyone who voted for her. What a great way to get rid of people. Devyn lets Laurel know who was the ringleader behind that decision. Good. Now Laurel is still coming for you, Theresa. I’d be scared if I were you.
Bananas and Laurel are voted in. Jasmine and Isaac pick the Kill Cards.
Balls In – Players must wrestle to get a ball into a barrell.
It was nice knowing you, Jasmine.
Johnny proves that he’s still a ripe banana by tossing Isaac around and proving that he’s no longer CT’s backpack.
Eliminated: Jasmine and Isaac
Bananas is PISSED at Jordan. Jordan is so smug it infuriates me. But then Bananas lets out this gem: “You won’t just be missing a hand when I’m done with you.” Aw shit. Hell hath no fury like a Banana scorned, indeed.