This season, there seems to be even more studmuffins for the women to drool over. And I think this is a great thing, because the way I see it, if I’m with a babeness and she’s all flushed and excited, I really don’t care who she’s flushed and excited about as long as she’s with me because this’ll probably lead to me getting some action. It’s all good. That’s what I think. It is all good.
(Did you notice that? I just used one of those trendy phrases. I am so hip.)
So, the Survivor 3 Babe Factor is just as strong as ever. The difference being that these people have serious SKILLS and as a result, their babeness is being overlooked. There are a few cast members who concern me when it comes to survival skills; the super-achieving way-rich cheerleader, the guy who lists “smoking” as a favorite hobby, and the surfer dude with lots of tattoos. But hey, I already told you the cheerleader’s a genius. The smoker is a gay guy that was raised in a military family – if he can survive that he can survive anything. And the surfer dude plays drums. It’s an accepted fact that anyone who plays drums can do no wrong.
In this group, we have marathoners (more than one), tri-athletes, mountain bikers, college and pro athletes, champion boxers, and even an avid hunter that makes Ted Nugent look like Barney. (Ted Nugent is going to kick my ass for saying that, but you know… that’s OK, because getting my ass kicked by Ted Nugent would be really cool. And that’s a picture of Ted, by the way.)
Unfortunately, this avid hunter won’t have a chance to show his skills. On this protected wildlife reserve, harming, much less eating, any wild animal is punishable by imprisonment. And since there are no fish in the nearby waters larger than a minnow, I’m not quite sure how and what these survivors will eat.
So there won’t be any food to eat and people are going to have major B.O. I’m sure things could be worse. They could be there without 300 CBS production crew people just a short walk away and cameramen hording over their every move and sharp-shooter rangers positioned around the encampments just in case the wild animals DO attack. Plus, it’s only a little more than a month. I’m sure people won’t die, unless, of course, the ranger misses and a lion teaches the world a lesson about survival of the fittest. But just to be safe, the Kenyan Fish and Wildlife Ministry issued strict guidelines: they were required to wear bells at all times and “carry a canister of pepper spray, should they accidentally stumble across a lion.”