...Pirate Master? Despite the fact that I love love love Survivor (insert little hearts here), this show sucks. Blatantly sucks. Sucks so bad, that every little braid in their hair, every fake accent (WTF, Azmyth? That's not even British. In fact, I'd swear you were invoking Sven Jergen from Minnesota.), every so-easy-even-BooBerry-could-run-it challenge has me screaming at the screen.
And yet, I still turn it on every Thursday night.
And just for the record, I'm rooting for Louie. I know it's been said, but he's a little Rupert.
Thank GOD Big Brother will be sucking all my free time for the rest of the summer starting next week. I was starting to feel cerebral.
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