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Kevin wrote:*rips* Find your way to Mumbai and find Jonas on Juhu Beach.
Drew wrote:So how much money do we get dis time for India?
Kevin wrote:Seven dollars. Seven measly dollars, Drew
Drew wrote:Too bad we spent all our money on the Rob and Amber voodoo dolls, eh?
[snip]
Sheree wrote:Excuse me are you Jona?
I am sorry. I do not understand
Monica wrote:Girl, just because a guy has a long hair and beard, it won't mean he's going to be
our
Jonas.
Hey man, I heard you're looking for me?
Sheree wrote:Hi Jonas! It was hard to find you with all that long hair you have!
Monica wrote:*rips* "Who feels like a little bhelpuri?" I don't know what this is.
Sheree wrote:I don't know what that is either...I guess I'll do it. I am an NFL wife you know, I'm capable of doing anything.
[snip]
Emily wrote:Well at least there's still two teams behind us. You want to do this one?
Nancy wrote:I guess I'll do it this time. "You must push this cart and sell enough bhelpuri to earn the equivalent of 20 US dollars. You must only give the vendor the exact amount from money that you have earned in this task. If you give too much or too less, you must start over."
Emily wrote:Oh mom, you'll do great! (Ugh, I wish I had done this one)
[snip]
Amber wrote:We're last. Great. Don't worry, hun, we'll make it up.
Rob wrote:Easy for you to say, you're comfortable with not making it in first.
Amber wrote:You better do this one then.
Rob wrote:As if there were a choice. Geesh.
Amber wrote:You know Rob, don't you think it would be great to run this race on your own?
Rob wrote:Yeah yeah. We're gonna lose anyway because only I make mistakes, right, Amber?
Amber wrote:I am going to kill this man...
[snip]
Christie wrote:*rips* Make your way to the next pit stop at ISKCON temple.
Colin wrote:Really? A pit stop already? This was a short leg.
Two minutes later...
Colin and Christie, you are team number one! As a reward for winning this leg, you two have won a travelocity holiday in the Maldives which you can both enjoy after the race.
[snip]
Kris and Jon....you are team number.....five.
Jon wrote:I'm glad to still be in the race. I'm just sad that one of our favorite teams has to be eliminated today.
Kris wrote:I'd feel bad if there were still at the roadblock too. They were hurting. I just wish I could've helped them finish, but at the same time, we knew it was a race between us. And we know this is a race and we want to be in the race as much as anyone else.
Four hours later...
Emily wrote:Mom, you can do this! Maybe we're still in the race!
Nancy wrote:Emily, I can't do it. Every single time my math is off and I have to do it again. I'm so tired, I think we should just skip it and go to the next task.
Emily wrote:We can't go out like last time Mom. We could've been in the final four last time if we had just gone on! You can do it!
Come here, guys.
Emily wrote:Oh no...
You've been out here alone at the roadblock for four hours now. Emily, do you admire your mother's tenacity?
Emily wrote:Of course. She's the strongest woman I know and she's who I aspire to be.
Nancy. You don't have to go on longer. It's dark outside and there aren't many people willing to buy food anymore past midnight. In the interest of your safety, I'm sorry to tell you that you are the only team who has not yet checked in at the pit stop and you are currently in last. I'm sorry to say that you've both been eliminated from the race.
Nancy wrote:It's okay Emily. We did great. Considering the shape that all the other teams were in, we did amazing.
Emily wrote:Mom. I'm so glad we got to do this again. I only wish I can be as beautiful as you are.
Nancy wrote:You already are, my daughter.
*sad music plays with the mother/daughter team walking toward the ocean in the dark...*
Mariyta was in possession of the Yield, thus a day serial killer.
All votes erased! With 5 in the race, it takes 3 to bring on a pit stop!
Mariyta may no longer post in the thread.
Sup, later.