Rachel announces the Have/Have-Not competition in an annoyingly hip-hop fashion. The back yard is decorated in cheesy graffiti, and as Rachel explains, the goal is for each team to tape one member to a horizontal "brick" wall. Then the wall will be tilted upright, and the team whose player stays up the longest wins. Oh, and they can use water guns to try to knock each other's players down. The blue team of Rachel, Lane, Kristen, and Ragan pick Ragan; Kathy volunteers for her orange team that also includes Matt, Hayden, and Andrew; while Britney's going up for the green team of Enzo, Brendon, and Monet. The winning team will pick the four Have-Nots for the week.

Taping begins. "I like being sticky and hot anyway," Ragan says as he's being attached to the wall. After ten minutes, up goes the wall. The other payers start squirting, and they concentrate their fire on Britney and Kathy because Ragan is so poorly secured. He peels loose after 33 minutes. After an hour, Britney's also starting to come lose, and she DRS about how pissed she was that people were shooting her in the face. She starts sinking in her tape harness, with several lengths of tape catching her under the chin so she's all but hanging from her throat. Which doesn't seem all that safe, really. Everyone has to come rip her loose before she gets strangled to death by the tape. As it is, her face is pretty blue when she comes down. Or maybe that's all the colored water she was getting sprayed with.

So since the orange team won by default, they have to pick the four people who will be the Have-Nots. And because they got lots of help from the blue team, they decide on the green team of Britney, Monet, Enzo, and Brendon. Britney is pretty pissed off about it, after what she went through. I'd be pretty nervous about being on any team with Britney, since this is the second competition she's had to pull out of for safety or injury reasons. Could she be that accident-prone? They come back in after the challenge, happy to see that they have fish sticks, except for Britney. That chick's mood just keeps getting fouler and fouler.