Round 4: King of the Fucktards

[Brandon]

That's me. I'm the King of the Fucktards. Survived all three TCs, blindsided multiple people for absolutely no reason, and I've only almost gotten voted out once. Somehow I'm pulling through this shit.

I'll explain the Brenda stuff a little more, but I'm out and a little drunk.

[Brandon]

I'm back, and now sober. I just finished up a monster test, 80 questions, so I'm a little tired. I'm writing this at McDonald's between classes. Chicken nuggets and buffalo sauce are delicious. Apologies for any syntax errors or sentences making no sense ahead of time.

So, Alec understandably wanted to save JT because JT was a number he could use. I was fine with that, given that I didn't particularly care either way if Brenda or JT went home, but he and I decided we wanted Carter and Matty on board. We split up - Alec was going to tell Brenda to vote Carter and JT to vote Brenda, while I was supposed to work the Twisted guys...well, I didn't. I forgot almost entirely about the vote and the plan, and was pretty confused when Brenda, Sierra (If I use Sierra, it's Sierra Dawn aka the fierce goddess), and Cochran all messaged me asking if Carter was going home. I was pretty confused at first, and it took a bit for it to dawn on me that I was supposed to A. Vote someone out and B. Get the Twisted guys on board. I went to Matty and Carter after I saw Brenda hop off and just threw her under the bus to them, telling them about how she was trying to vote Carter out because Alec told her to. I claimed that it didn't add up at all, because Alec and I wanted to work with them. Anyways, Carter got worried but was still sold on voting JT for whatever reason. Matty seemed more interested, but then said he was also voting JT and would figure shit out if it did tie. Well, turns out Brenda was on board with Alec's plan, and, like Reynold, she voted herself out. God bless. There's nothing funnier than someone voting themselves out.

Now, it's time for me to lose another challenge. Brandon out.

[Brandon]

My shitpost game is going to be weak, I'm sorry guys. My next three weekends are going to be pretty damn busy. I'm running sound for a short film tomorrow and Sunday, I'm going to Vegas for Life is Beautiful on Thursday, and then working sound again for the short film the next weekend. Throw school in the mix, and I don't have much time for absolutely garbage confessionals. I'll make it up to you with this: 

In all complete serious, I've listened to the whole mixtape at least 20 times and it dropped on August 18th. That's about 18 hours of Cal Chuchesta, and 17 times where I've tried to recreate the magical feeling of listening to this album for the first time. Here's the whole thing when you fall in love with Cal's mad flow and lyrical genius -----> (Click Here)