And then, ironically, on the day we need it the most, takes us to the jungle camp, again in his dumplings soft arms. Almost as if there is no gout-fingered TV-strategists with a cold heart created a quote machine, but a living, universal, networked organism, with feeling and intuition, knows what his viewers need. On day eight, the Day of the Donald, as a generous Serving of escapism is almost as much value as a well-established schenkter liquor, does not happen in the yet molassig rocking Camp suddenly so much as in the whole of the previous season.
First of all, a fine train, it presents us Americans, we are full of schäbigster Schadenfreude can keckern, without that he will then rule the world. The ruinous circumstances of Marc are of course not to Laugh, but its always waghalsigeren bilingual Radebrechereien – sorry for the bluntness – I’m afraid it: “My ex-girlfriend, she schmeißes my child in the press,” he complains to be suffering, with the Ex-girlfriend who wants his child, fortunately, passed so much for the reassurance, however, not a garbage chute or Autoverwrackungs-Gemalme, but it is in the media drags. In addition, the Terenzer – a tramp classic, as old as the grandson trick – even by his Ex-Management on the table: “they gave me wrong receipt. At once: bailiff comes!”
Also, the test device significantly more entertaining than the previous harassment. The campers send Florian, Thomas, Marc, Markus and Honey, the most diversified boy band of all time, a must-try, in an amusing remake of the Stammler-Show “Ruck Zuck”: “jerk swallow” in addition to the often pleasant high notpeinlichen word explanation of each Quizzer in each round, a Shot of Schauderpamp drink: Pureed Kotzfrucht, mashed sheep’s testicles, pureed pig liver, pig semen, cow-urine, the Usual.
“fake breast. Wrong chest!”
“Today, I’m going to swallow for the Team, everything,” oils, Honey, and that is, surprisingly, a lie. Much nicer than the SIP packs are already attempts at the beautiful Explanatory, in which, of all things, Icke delivering the most entertaining moments.
Florian, wants to derive the term “audit”: “driver’s licence, what on earth are you there?”
Icke, the friend of the Minimal-grammar: “I’m proud to drive a car.”
Especially the round, in the “silicone” guess. Icke: “for Many women….” Marc: “Breasts! Brüschte! Brest! Breasts! Boobs!” Icke: “Many to do…,… hmhm! Mmmh! Hmhmhmmm!” (describes with wild eyes roll 75F-curves) Marc: “fake breast. Wrong chest!” wrong chest, please immediately with Sütterlin in the German Duden enter! And Scrabble from now on, instead of the “dick dog”. The star yield falls to three-eleven then extremely skinny, because due to the Pichel merry Mr match refuses closed to drink in the last round served cow-urine. After the coitus, there’s potato salad with pickles in What is quickly forgotten, because the Camp anyway just evaporated like a herd of rutting musk ox at the change in the weather. Markus, yesterday counts as the candidate with the second fewest Calls, runs to smut psychiatric excellence and asked the willing to tell a patient Hanka according to their special skills. “I’m not a grenade in the bed, but I’m not bad”, this immediately swampy thoughts. “And I can make good salads.” It will follow a latent Amish sexual fantasies about coitus in the coal cellar and the unsolicited negotiated chatted Detail that Hanka in musketeer movies device is particularly fast-flowing. It is, unfortunately, rings for a long time with the plastic idea of how the double is enough talented to the execution of then still have a nice potato salad with pickles, so what you get today, only rarely. Also in squad chat from the Bähkästchen: in the past, you’ve preferred muscular men, but: “Today, I am on Markus-types. So intellectual, experienced, funny, a little tummy and hair. I like hairy men. Like a monkey. The excited in so many fantasies. Women know what I mean.” Sex Symbol, “Our Charly”? A think of the children! Fake Hug the successful Camp-Episode complete, missing only a bit of theatrics. Not everyone Dschungler, finally, is as honest as the indestructible Jenser: “If someone asks me, are you a Star? You’re a celebrity?, then I think: I am the last ass. Because I can’t.” Florian has a small Realness Moment, as he cries to the deselected Fräulein Menke: “she was the first person who has shown me that I will be in front of the Older, no fear. This means a lot to me.” A thorn in the eye, however, he and Hanka – the Rest of the Posse declared, “La Familia Grande”: Everything is played, everything is just patch Kuschelei her judgement. This Fake needs to be-Hug, you can hear just as much. in fact, it seems somewhat ridiculous if Honey without Not an oath to the newly-formed clan: “I will fight to the end for the family.” A sentence that is otherwise known only from TV Schmonzetten, in which Christine Neubauer as the unsuspecting housewife suddenly struggling to take a crayon company of her surprisingly with the glider pilots downed husband. A highlight of the cabaret stage Mummenschanzes is also search honey’s common treasure with Gina-Lisa, when you need to, together, away from the camp stay, the now passionate Honey-Fangirl like a backfisch’re all giggly around. There is cheese, there is wine. Honeywell strongly advises against it, to dilute it to the juice: “You know, this is the rape of the wine”, and this is now not a hundred percent the most Sensitive, what can you say after Gina-Lisa’s history to her. Nevertheless, youth hostel eroticism at its Finest, with heavy Ohrgeschnäuzel as the highlight. With a quite erratic election results in the viewers vote, the Camp pushes a then in the the rest of the world: Honey gets the second-least-calls, what a dramaturge is favorable because it is likely to impel him to new lubrication maximum. However, Sarah Joelle, the personalized Poperze, is out. Plan the suspended protest audience, to whip the useless in the jungle, remaining Nicole to victory? God bless the Camp, God bless us all!
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