In one corner is the heavyweight that literally chewed up and spit out the competition on the way to the Final. A competitor so fierce it came to be known as “inevitability.”
In the other corner, the Cinderella story and underdog that everyone rooted for who wasn’t even supposed to be here. Yet it’s a fan favorite that just might surprise us all.
This is it. The final showdown. The Super Bowel of Death. It’s go time.
Wood Chipper vs Crushed (Hoarding).
For this, the final, there has been a rule change. Only those persons who will (someday) also die themselves are eligible to vote. The logic here is that it takes one to know one.
Vote early and vote often because, as you know, tomorrow is not guaranteed. Can you afford to take that chance? I think not. Vote. Now. This is it. This is your last chance!
This is it. *sniff* The big goodbye. The final enchilada. Deep six to the six feet under. After this we’ll never meet (or vote) ever again. Better get on it. I hate long goodbyes so.
For the last time, it is … time to vote. The competitor voted out will be asked to leave the Abyss tribal council area immediately. No redemption. No hidden immunity idols. And, thank god, no Jeff Probst. Isn’t it more glorious and beautiful this way?
Peace. Out. And may the bowels be ever in your favor!!!