B-Rob interviews that one of three people will be going. Could be A-Rob, could be Sue, could be Alicia. And when he makes up his mind, that'll be the person who goes. Bleh. Yeah, once the Sleazestache and the big talk both kick in, it's really just the shoulders that are left, and while I like shoulders, I don't like shoulders that much.

Tribal council. They all dip their torches to get fire, what with its being their first trip to tribal council and all. Jeff asks about the first twelve days, and he starts with Big Tom. Tom admits that the challenges so far have been pretty physically demanding, and have required him to "suck it up," adding, "When you go all-out as this tribe has done on every challenge, it'll git to you." Asked to compare the physical demands of this round to previous rounds, A-Rob says that it is much more difficult, but he also says that it's "what [they] signed up for; this is All-Star." In a really weird question that makes me wonder what Jeff was getting at, he asks Amber, "Is there anything in your normal life that you notice you're able to contribute out here?" Huh? She answers that she's good at keeping her cool and not losing her temper, unlike some people she could mention, but won't. Well, until Jeff asks her to, at which point she says that B-Rob and Alicia do have a tendency to fight a certain amount. They both protest -- heh -- that they've really only fought the one time (over the shelter/fire, I assume they're saying), and that they've gotten along since then. Which actually has occurred to me as well. Asked about the impact of losing the challenge, Sue says that she thinks it actually made them more dangerous in the future, and she agrees when Jeff asks whether this was because they "gave [them]selves a wake-up call." I hate when I have to give myself a wake-up call. It means I have to get up at least five minutes or so before I want to wake up. Jeff asks Big Tom how he's doing after the extremely punishing experience of the immunity challenge, when he got pounded like a veal cutlet every time he turned around. Big Tom fails to come through with anything particularly good, to my disappointment, falling back again on the old "what was the tag number on the truck that hit me?" joke, which...meh. Never use a joke that could easily have shown up on The Beverly Hillbillies. Even if you're Big Tom.