The big season finale started off with the final four sitting around a table and basking in their own douchebaggery. Brad announced that he was really happy with the four people remaining, and hey, if Brad's happy, I'm happy. Jodi then told us that if she won, she'd donate some of the money to charities -- specifically, the "My Name Is Jodi And I Have No Career Path" Charity. Wes, meanwhile, told the group that he didn't care which girl won. He just wanted to win his prize and use it to start a family with Johanna. Seed money, if you will.

After these four babbled on about what they'd do with the money, we finally headed off to the final mission. A helicopter swooped down from the heavens, scooped up the kids, and whisked them off to scenic Rio De Janeiro. "I can't wait to be old, drinking beers with Brad, talking about this crazy thing we're about to do," Wes said, sadly assuming that anyone would want to be friends with him for more than six weeks straight.

Anyway, the helicopter eventually deposited the kids on the beaches of Rio, where TJ presented them with the final challenge, annoyingly titled ""The Rio Deal." Basically, everyone had to race though a park, encountering challenges along the way until they reached a flag that would grant them access to the finish line. Yes, it was Exile all over again, minus those annoying bags of weight.

There was a twist. Albeit a dumb twist, but a twist. One guy and one girl would have the opportunity to earn a two-minute head start by kicking soccer penalty shots against their opponent. Whoever earned the most goals on five shots would win the head start.

First to kick were the girls, with Svetty kicking and Jodi defending. Surprisingly, Svetlana actually scored a goal. But nothing more. The girls then switched places, and I just assumed that Jodi would absolutely obliterate Svetty. Not so much. She could barely even hit the goal. However, after three failed attempts, Jodi finally connected. Now she just needed one more to win. Could she do it? Yup. Advantage, Jodester.

"Congratulations to Jodi," TJ said, adding, "You killed it!" Um, not really. She only landed one more goal -- and just barely.

Next were Brad and Wes, with our freckly friend stepping up as goalie first. I thought Brad would be pretty good, but he was terrible -- all over the map. "What can I do to get this ball past him?" he asked us. Here's a starter: aim for the goal.

Anyway, Brad somehow earned one goal, which meant Wes wouldn't need much to win. Sure enough, Wes relied on his varsity soccer skills and effortlessly scored two back-to-back goals, the ball flying in like a heat-seeking missile. Fantastic. Now, can we just start this thing already?

We then went to commercial break, and when we came back, Wes and Jodi went off and running into the park. They talked about how the trail was steep, how the terrain was rocky and dangerous, how the shrubbery was prickly. All that boring stuff. The two then encountered "Stage 1," which involved transporting four large boxes from one area to another. Of course, by the time the kids had reached this area, they were already exhausted, and the prospect of lugging these boxes around was anything but appetizing.