We open to 12 Pack and Heather lounging in bed the morning after elimination. 12 Pack informs her that it's every man for himself now - you see, there are no more teams, did you know? Heather smirks at him the whole time, which I hope means she realizes he is a moron. Unfortunately this is probably not the case. Speaking of dumb people, gathered in the dining room are Brandi, Pumkin and Megan. Brandi talks about how they only have four eliminations left which seems so odd. It's true, at least based on the show's Wikipedia page, but there's still ten people left so what the fuck? Furthermore, why does Brandi know this but I don't? Weird.

The usual strained phone call comes along pretty quickly, and it's met with varying levels of interest.

Ooh, something shiny!

The tagline for the challenge is "With friends like you, who needs enemies?" Clever. Everyone has to suit up and prepare to compete for themselves, as though they weren't before this round. They head out to a beach, where they're met with a bunch of dummies. Not each other, no, actual dummies made of papier-mâché. They're designed to look like all the contestants, but the chicks are all just blonde-headed so it's hard to tell them apart. The only distinguishable one is Hoopz since her dummy is vaguely brown.

The challenge is called The Backstabber, since that's a major theme on any reality show but especially the VH1 selections. Love it! The ten dummies have their backs turned to the contestants, and the object of the game is to literally stab them in the back with throwing stars. You don't see those often enough in the real world, am I right? Once a dummy has three stars in its back, the player is eliminated from the game. Additionally, the first dummy with three stars means the player automatically goes in the strongbox. At least that means the contestants will play wisely! If they just sit around and get Brandi out first, these folks need more help than I can give them.

The Brokedowns get together to hash out the rules of the game, since they're oh so complicated. Awesomely, Brandi states the obvious about what they need to do (stab people, durr) and Pumpkin makes the most patronizing face in the world. You know, because Pumkin is so sharp herself.

Takes a blonde to know a blonde.

Pumkin says in order to protect the alliance, they have to take out the people who are a threat to them. Seems obvious, but it'll also make their secret alliance pretty public. Thems the breaks!

Before she can say anything more, the game begins. First up is The Entertainer, who's a pretty fitting candidate since he'd win Most Likely to Shoot You Dead in the I Love Money summer superlatives. He winds up and stabs the real Hoopz! Wait, no, it's her dummy. It's just that they look so much alike.

Hoopz, watch out!

Real takes his turn and stabs The Entertainer. Hoopz tries for the same but misses. Weirdly, Brandi makes her shot even though she has no athletic ability, so that gives Whiteboy one knife. Next up is Heather, who also goes for Whiteboy but climbs aboard the fail whale. Megan aims for The Entertainer but misses her shot, which pisses Pumkin off. First, she says Megan shouldn't have even been aiming for The Entertainer but if she had to, she should've at least hit him. Whatever, Megan's too busy looking cute, you guys.

12 Pack nails Whiteboy from behind, as is his habit. He's out if he gets one more dagger, but luckily Pumkin is up next so there's no way he'll lose, right? Wrong! Through one miracle or another, Pumkin makes the shot! Since he's the first one out, that means he's automatically going into the strongbox tomorrow. The Entertainer congratulates Pumkin by hollering, "Special treat for you!" which...ew.

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