Well, Slipknot and hella many puppy-kittens are stranded on that naturally made island. We found out about this, and we fly in, along with Chino, Korn, and Limp Bizkit. So then we tell them that we're going to do our own version of "Survivor". They run around for a while getting acquainted with the island. Suddenly... Sam from Limp Bizkit aka The Pink Guy, stumbles upon Head's dead body. Then he finds a piece of red cloth.


Chino: I think he was murdered!!


Jim: No shit, dumbass! His throat is cut!!


Chino: Don't call me a dumbass!! I have a beautiful ass!!!


Jim: Shut the hell up, you freak!!! Don't make me boot your ass!!!!!


We start up this search to figure out who it was that killed Head. As if we really care, who it was... We just want to congratulate them on a job well done. Everybody looks at Chino.


Chino: What?! I'm not even wearing red! I'm wearing blue! Right down to my thong!


Joey: You're wearing a thong? Oooo!!!


Joey goes over and starts rubbing up against Chino.


Chino: Oooo! Do you want me, baby?


Chino and Joey go behind a tree and make mad Munky love.


Puppy-Kittens are going wild and swinging from pop-up trees. Mick is getting upset.


Mick: Grrrrrrr....get down from there!!!!!! You'll break neck!!!


Corey looks over and sees one of the pop-up trees. Suddenly...


Corey: OH, MY GOD!!! IT'S DENISE RICHARDS!!!!!!


Corey runs over and begins humping one of the pop-up trees.


The pop-up tree begins falling, and a puppy-kitten with it!!! The puppy-kitten lands on John Otto (aka the Pillsbury Doughboy) and kills him. Chino comes over.


Chino: Okay, now we have another murder to solve!!!


Chris: Dude, I'm so fucking horny!!!


Chris grabs DJ Lethal and drags him behind a tree. He dildos his ass, and then his mouth. Over and over, and finally DJ Lethal, the Cotton Weary/Liev Schriber look-alike, finally has a heart attack and dies.


Chino: Oh, shit. One of us is a MURDERER!!! But which one?


Crow: Okay, that's enough!!! Pink guy!!! Come here!!!


Sam bounces over to Crow. Crow grabs him by the shoulders....tilts his head back....and RIPS OUT HIS FUCKING THROAT WITH HIS TEETH.


Fred: Oh hell!! We’re stranded with Slipknot!! We’re gonna fucking die!!!


Wes: Oh, shit. We’re the only Limp Bizkit members left!!! We’re gonna fuckin' die!!!!


Crow: NO!!!! NOT MY WES!!!


Rain: MY WES!!!


And thus begins another of our infamous "Wes fights". These go on for hours at a time, usually happen when we're really bored, and always end the same way they began, with no clear winner.


Crow: Mine!


Rain: Mine!


Crow: No!!! Mine!!!


They go on like this for the next hour and a half. Finally, they stop.


Crow: (muttering) Mine.


Rain: (muttering) Mine, dammit.


Wes: I belong to neither of you, now shut up!!!


Crow attaches himself to Wes' leg.


Crow: YOU ARE MINE!!!


Wes: Okay, okay, I'm yours.


Rain: Yeah, dude. You just take him and shut the fuck up!!!


Crow rejoices.


Crow: Okay, are we gonna vote now?


Jonathan Davis starts up whining again. He perpetually whines for the next thirty minutes, during which Slipknot, Wes, Fred, Chino, and Korn vote someone off the island. Who is it? Well.....


Crow: Here's a vote for Jon Davis....


Wes: That was mine!!!


Rain: Here's a vote for Sully, I mean David Silvera....


David: That was mine!!! I can't take that Wes fight no more!!! Or Jon's whining!!!


Crow: Here's one for Jon...


Chino: That was me...Jon wouldn't give me no play.


Rain: Here's one for Corey...


Fred: That was mine!! Keep him away from me!!! He's been trying to hump my leg all day!!!


We continue, and finally we find who is kicked off... it is.....


Rain: That's ten votes for Jonathan Davis.


Crow: JD, bring your torch and pack your bags. The tribal council has spoken, get your whiney ass off the fucking island!!!


Rain: I don't know dude. We still haven't got the votes from Florida.


Crow: Fuck Florida. I'm tired of waiting on old folks!!!


Crow grabs the torch, and takes it over to Corey, who pisses on it.


Shawn: Hey, Jon! Before ya go, I have something for you!


Shawn bends over, pulls down his pants, and manipulates his ass while yelling "Bye-bye". Jim then walks over, and boots Jonathan Davis, who lands on a little redneck-made bridge made out of cardboard and shoestring. Jon walks about halfway out, and falls down. He then gets eaten by chiggas and boll weevils.