It may not have been a competition, but the final of The Island with Bear Grylls had one clear winner – the women.
The gang have suffered many setbacks over their month-long spell on the island, including infected lacerations, semi-starvation, fatigue and cliff-top falls.
The men rested at the camp in various states of collapse, immobilised by funny turns and feeling faint.
The 200-calorie meal of snails and limpets was hastily devoured with a hefty side of snark as Bear Grylls pronounced it “nowhere near enough to halt the men’s physical decline”.
The dire situation forced Simon to announce: “I don’t know how much longer I can last doing this, I’m at a loss”, before adding gloomily: “I’m the worst Robinson Crusoe in history, I think.”
Lucky it’s the final then, eh Simon.
Thankfully an alligator turned up which meant the men could stop moaning and revel in their manliness.
The gang have suffered many setbacks over their month-long spell on the island, including infected lacerations, semi-starvation, fatigue and cliff-top falls.
The men rested at the camp in various states of collapse, immobilised by funny turns and feeling faint.
The 200-calorie meal of snails and limpets was hastily devoured with a hefty side of snark as Bear Grylls pronounced it “nowhere near enough to halt the men’s physical decline”.
The dire situation forced Simon to announce: “I don’t know how much longer I can last doing this, I’m at a loss”, before adding gloomily: “I’m the worst Robinson Crusoe in history, I think.”
Lucky it’s the final then, eh Simon.
Thankfully an alligator turned up which meant the men could stop moaning and revel in their manliness.
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