This latest episode began with the gang trolling through The Sports Authority, looking for appropriate gear for their five day camping trip/training session in the woods. The exciting news of the day was that Colie had been cleared to join the gang, despite having been relegated to her Sick Couch for the past week or so. As the roomies perused the various items in the store, Stephen and Tyrie pondered whether or not they'd have to deal with many mosquitos. Similarly, Jenn was wondering whether or not there was some way she could secretly get drunk and have sex with a mosquito. Pressing issues for many.

Okay, okay -- Jenn didn't really have mosquito sex on her mind. I'm not sure what she had on her mind, quite frankly. I imagine whatever it was, it could easily be scored with some handy calliope music. Nevertheless, on the drive back home, Brooke announced that she'd need some baby wipes for her face and vagina. This then prompted Colie to predict, "My armpits are going to be really hairy by the fifth day. I'm putting that out there. And my legs and my vagina, and I don't really give a shit." Great. The only thing worse than dealing with a sick Colie is a sick and hairy Colie. Appetizing!

That night, the kids all packed up, which allowed Brooke to squawk about various shocking revelations about camping -- specifically that she wouldn't be able to look at herself for FIVE DAYS!!!! Well, at least, not in a normal sized mirror. This camping stuff is pure sadism! She then commented, "If one of us doesn't die on this trip, I'm going to be really shocked." She might be shocked. I think I'll be more disappointed.

The next morning, the group drove out to Leadville, CO, the highest city in all of the state. Upon hearing this fact, Jenn's brain promptly exploded, causing her to simply state, "That's insane. It's insane!" Yes, altitude is such a mind-blowing concept.

Anyway, the roommates soon met up with their boss, Chris, who today had brought along a trust sidekick in Raleigh. She didn't speak much, but like Holly Hunter in The Piano, her presence was impossible to ignore! Okay, maybe that's overstating it. Raleigh really didn't do much except smile and look crunchy.

I was expecting that the group would immediately bust out some trust falls and whatnot, but instead, Chris talked about New Orleans, causing Colie to pipe up with "I'm from New Orleans." Bitch, you're from New Jersey. SILENCE.

Soon, the big hike got underway, and after about five minutes, Brooke announced, "I like it so far!" Well that's great. Good to see that a five minute jaunt through the woods isn't the impossible feat Western civilization has always dreaded.

Anyway, we were treated to more and more hiking. And nature. And hiking. Yawn. It then occurred to me that this was sort of like an older version of Brat Camp. Oooh! Maybe the roommates will earn special names! Tyree would have to be Hungry Bear. Stephen -- Walking Peapod. And Jenn -- Squishy Rabbit Burrow.

Eventually, the group arrived at a high ropes course -- something that brought back fond memories of a ninth grade school trip. I'm not someone you might call "coordinated" or possessing "good balance" or "balance at all." But dammit if I didn't rock the high ropes course. I was a regular monkey up there.