Jon votes. He mutters something about something, but I can't be bothered to figure out what the hell he said, frankly. I take his incoherence as a blessing. Lill votes. Christa votes, saying she sure as heck hopes everyone else is doing the same thing she's doing. Burton votes. Darrah votes. Sandra votes for Lill, repeating her bit from earlier about how nice a lady Lill is. Jeff is off to tally the votes.
Lill takes the votes of Christa and Sandra, and everyone else goes for...Christa. (Sars: "Bye, Misty of Chincoteague.") Christa brings over her torch. Snuff! Jeff calls this "a third surprising vote," and sends them home to think about what they've done, dammit. And they can just clean their rooms, while they're in there.
In her farewell speech, Christa claims to have made great friends. Oh, doesn't everyone? She crazy.
Next week: Burton doesn't think the chicks have a mutiny in them. Jon thinks he's got an intellectual advantage. Sandra wants to get rid of the "jackasses." Jon kicks the non-corpse of Non-Dead Old Granny Fairplay some more. It's a good thing he doesn't believe in whammies.