Not The Silly Little Game Show Being A Metaphor For The Chaos Of Being Alive. I Came Here For Animal

not the silly little game show being a metaphor for the chaos of being alive. I came here for animal sounds and a bunch of buttholes

For all that we (correctly) decry Sam as a sick, sick man, the "Youlympics" twist was actually pretty sweet. Doing better on a second try because you learned from the first time around? Digging deep for a challenge and finding that you can do even better than that? That's not sadistic; it's satisfying.

(Except maybe having the cheese-eating challenge twice in two hours. That was rough.)

Other random thoughts:

Lest we forget, Brennan didn't put bacon in his pants to keep a cat in his lap, but to hide said bacon from Katie. And then Katie did it because Brennan did. Amazing sibling rivalry energy from those two.

And while Katie and Brennan might be the two most competitive people on Dropout, Ify isn't far behind - Sam absolutely picked those three for a reason and it worked a treat.

Especially because the only thing they prioritized above competition is standing against Sam.

"It's because she said 'buttholes' on the show! Grow up!"

Thank you to the lovely observant people who noticed that Sam does the Wenis if you jiggle the joystick on a jump; I was too busy having Ski Free flashbacks and hoping that jumping a dry tree would set it on fire.

It's probably because of the wreck of my current existence, but Brennan yelling on the podium about how they have no idea what the fuck they're doing, year after year, gave me some inadvertent feelings. I don't know what I'm doing either! I thought I did, but the game changed. But since the only way to win is by learning, well. I'll have to learn.

(So without further ado, let's begin!)