ContamiNation Tribal Council #2
 

With all those people I thought A.G.R.S. would win this, looks I was mistaken.

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Exciting. Looks like some people've got some hate on me for surviving in Umbrella =¬Þ

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wow.

This is extremely close. First Rndm was loosing, know gimpy is loosing. I dont think that reversel of roles has ever happened at a tribal counsul thus far.

Rndm, you have an excellent survival rate. You get switched to another tribe, then your being voted off, and yet you are still making a come back. Can you be killed, or should I start calling you Mr. Dorian?

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Hmmm, I live, three to five.

It's a new game.

And thank you to the anonymous people that I reached out for to help me. I know at least two people that opposed me are sweating.

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GiMpY_wAnNaBe has been voted out of the tribe.

GiMpY, the tribe has spoken. I'll spare you the usual "pack your sh#t up" speech.

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Your freaking immortal.

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Sorry for the double post, but I forgot to do this earlier, and it really deserves its own post.

Steve walks warily down the street,
with the brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet,
machine guns ready to go

Are you ready,
Are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, I'm gonna get you too
Another one bites the dust

How do you think I'm going to get along,
without you, when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had,
and kicked me out on my own

Are you happy, are you satisfied
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

Chorus

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
you can treat him bad and leave him
When he's down
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
repeating the sound of the beat