The Ano Challenge

[Courtney]

VS.

Who wins?

[kenny]

they would make hot babies

I think Kenny's boobs are bigger.

[Courtney]

Psh... the baby making process must be insanely painful for both of them

[kenny]

Let's try it out and see.

[KC]

What is the significance of your sig?

[Courtney]

If you can find me another gif that really magnifies her ano-ness, then please share it with me.
right now, this is the only one i have

[KC]

You see, I thought it was a metaphor for the hardships that anorexic people such as yourself go through.

There she is, just minding her business as she travels through the deep jungle on an early Thursday morning. It rained the previous night and every bit of the thick forest is painted with seeds of water that look like clear plates of Jell-O wiggling during a dinner party. As she enters the camp sites, she turn to a 90-degree angle in terror. And there sit two egocentric gentlemen... and one of her own. These two monsters have laid that poor anorexic over a log like a playground see-saw. They carelessly hop up and down as it slowly breaks in half. The cracking, popping, and sounds of sheer pain echo throughout the woods. As the two pop up and down, you can see the smug and carelessness ooze out of their air vents. Our hero hasn't moved an inch, stolid as could be as she stares at the carnage. And just like that, twhack, the fellow anorexic cracks in half. With red fire in their eyes, the two men take the two halves and toss them to the side like yesterday's news. Our hero slightly gulps and takes the time to think about the struggles that her and her fellow anorexics have had to suffer throughout their stay on Earth. When is it her time to become a piece of shelter?

She walks over to the log and takes a seat. Her left arm lays over her knee with her right arm pressed up against her cheek. Coach and Russell are giving themselves hand pounds and high fives over the magnificent work they believe they have done as Courtney stares into the darkness of the wilderness. Russell swaggers over to the defenseless girl and taps her on the shoulder. She slowly turns her head, her body begins to tremble... what does this bully want? We've already seen enough, we can't see more. Or can we? Russell pulls a brownie out, seemingly out of thin air. He places it in her palm and gives her a friendly tap on the back. Courtney shakes her head. The horror... the terror... a brownie. She can't eat this. But then she begins to imagine what she just saw her fellow anorexic go through. This can't happen. She begins to raise it to her mouth. Tears are flowing out of her eyes and her face is as red as Scott Jillow's penis. Just as she goes to take a bite, a hand swoops in and slaps the brownie onto the ground. It skips through a few twigs, rocks, and bugs before making it's home atop of a small anthill. Courtney begins to bawl in frustration and both hands fly up to her eyes, covering her obvious sorrow. Before she can even begin to get it all out of her system, a meaty claw grabs her by the bony shoulder. What is going on? Another hand grabs her leg. Evil laughter begins to sound out the sounds of the jungle. As Courtney begins to jerk and fight, Coach & Russell over power her and lay her back first against the thick log. The two men are laughing ever so maniacally with twisted thoughts showering their brains. Each of them put one foot on Courtney.

"One!", Coach shouts as ego and smug pour out of his mouth, forming a thick cloud of smoke above his head. "Two!" Russell shouts in his Southern drawl, ego and smug coming out of his mouth as well. The two balls of smoke seemingly fight for which one is more powerful, but the conbined elements push outwards into the woods. "Three!" both shout in excitement as they get ready to break our hero in half. Roooooooar! What is that sound? Russell and Coach loosen their footing and let go of the defenseless girls' limbs. They focus their sights on the darkness of the jungle. Rooooooar, it erupts again. The sound is faint, but feroucious enough to make even the most manly of men shake in their boots. Courtney has crawls off the log and is rolled up in a neat, little ball. She is crying her eyes out in fear. As the sound begins to fade, Russell & Coach simply shrug. They walk back over to Courtney and begin to toy with her again. She once more puts up a fight, but to no avail! It's as if their life goal is to break every anorexic in half to make their manly figures stand out to the world.

As Coach goes to lift Courtney's arm, he notices something quite strange. In the place of his arm is a bloody stump, squirting blood at a rapid rate straight at Courtney's twig-like legs. Russell gasps and becomes flabbergasted as he gets a peak at what is behind Coach. Russell points, warns, and squeals... but a voice is not heard. Before Coach can realize what is going on, the vicious bear that has been behind him this whole time grabs him by the neck. Coach's arms jolt up and attempt to fight, but it's of no use. The bear is at least eight-hundred pounds bigger. The force of the creature's teeth nearly decapitates the Dragon Slayer. The bear lets the grip go and the villain falls down dead. Courtney crawls back into a ball on the ground as Russell pulls out a Hidden Immunity Idol. He shows it to the bear, letting him sniff it. The bear takes his big ol' head and looks down to the ground. A missed opportunity this certainly was. Russell cackles to himself and turns his back, pleased with the bullet that simply grazed him. However, the bear quickly pounces. Russell finds himself stomach down first with the creature ripping and tearing at his flesh. Courtney hears nothing but chewing, screaming, yelling, tearing, ripping, and squirting. Courtney peaks her head slightly up to get a glance. The bear sits atop a bloody mess with Mr. Hantz severed head gazing at her with cold, dead eyes. The bear sits up, pleased with his two meals. However it's not long before he notices another potential treat within his eyesight. He walks over to the anorexic ball and sniffs it. He studies it. He even licks it to get a small taste. As he does, he realizes it's not worth it. There isnt' much meat there to begin with. The bear skips off, pleased with his lunch. As every footstep he makes begins to get quieter and quieter, Courtney lifts her head higher and higher. She sits in total silence. Even the birds that witnessed this heinous chain of events are dumbfounded.

Courtney chuckles to herself. It's good to be anorexic afterall. She walks over to the brownie that sits atop the ant hill. She picks it up and dusts it off with a smile stretched ear to ear. She strolls over to the severed head of Russell Hantz. "Eat up", she whipsers to his rotted soul. She stuffs the brownie down his blood-filled mouth. Both of her nemesis lay dead and she stands tall. She looks over to the carcass of her anorexic body who lay dead, split in half. Perhaps karma is, in fact, a bitch.

This was a long day. She lays back first onto the log and stares up to the sky. Perhaps there is a God, because there was somebody here for her today. People always wonder if God is a man or a woman. Sometimes people wonder if he's white or black, perhaps even Mexican. But Courtney thinks to herself now wondering if God is really an anorexic female. It must be true. As Courtney wonders and dreams, she pulls her hat over her eyes and begins to fall asleep. It's a nap that was well earned, that's for sure.

Meanwhile a group of people are walking through the forest with torches gripped in each of their hands. Only one of them seems to recognize the carnage. It's a long haired fellow with the nameplate "Jason" attached to his torch. He looks down in horror and starts to shout at the tribe, but stops himself. He sees the anorexic girl sleeping on the log, a smile etched onto her face in pleasure. Jason thinks to himself and grins. He picks Courtney up and puts her in his back pocket. He walks off to catch up with the rest of them.

As Courtney begins to wake up, she sees that it's dark and warm. She feels slightly pressured, as if someone is sitting on her. She begins to wiggle and realizes she's stuck and can barely breathe. She hears voices. It sounds familiar.

"If anyone would like to play the Hidden Immunity Idol, now is the time to do so".

She begins to feel movement. The pressure is gone, but she feels as if she's in a car on a bumpy road. It comes to a stop and a hand reaches onto her arm. She is lifted out into the air. The setting is orange, a fire is burning brightly in front of her and the eyes of Jeff Probst are visible from up above. She is carried over to the host with the most and laid out into his arms.

"This is... not the Hidden Immunity Idol"

Jeff throws Courtney up into the air. She feels as if she is flying. It feels like a special ceremony. She sees eyes staring up at her in amazement. It's the best dream she ever had. It was all a dream until she feels... a burning sensation. She looks at her arm which is now crisp and black. The pain grows stronger, she begins to get weaker. Her skin gets darker. Her vision gets darker. The world gets darker. Perhaps God is not anorexic after all.

What the fuck am I talking about?

[kenny]

+________+

[Taylor]

lmao

[Courtney]

I wish i had the power to delete that

[KC]

Why?

[Courtney]

because it caused such a ruckus what with Kenny's face going all LEGO " +________+ "

[KC]

You're a ruckus

[Courtney]

ANYWAYS


Kenny, let's get to stepping.. i think my body can use some extra meat. getting pregnant will surely help me gain about 10 pounds or so.

[Courtney]

i ate a cheesy sandwich for lunch. i think i gained a pound