With summer officially started, especially in the colonies, tourists were flocking to the colonies to basically have a good time. The not-so-ugly-underbelly of that was that there were a number of amusing things going on.
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Susan, Tzan, Chipper and Brazen were recording a new commercial for Mieni Atoll when they spotted someone pinned under the barbell in a bench press at Mieni Atoll's primary muscle beach.
"How long have you been under there?" asked Susan.
"About 45 minutes." said the guy, now almost certainly qualified as a Joe Schmo.
"And this is why you shouldn't lift more than you are capable of." said Susan, continuing the commercial.
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Another really amusing thing that happened was that another guy was trying to impress a potential bondmate with his survival skills, somehow lost all his clothes overnight, and was found wearing leaves that were only identified as poison oak after the fact. It was something to see him squirm in discomfort, especially the fact that the doctor was a female Animalian that he'd rather not expose himself. Later it was spliced together with Hank Hill's famous line/comment by watchmojo.com, "I don't know whether to laugh or vomit."
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There was another amusing thing where someone tried to wow someone with his surfing skills, botching it, and ending up buried in the sand. What was really funny, however, was the fact that he had somehow got a starfish stuck on himself, and "danced" in his effort to get it off.
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In Vilcabamba, there was plenty of amusing things going on. One tourist tried to impress his girlfriend with his crocodile wrestling "skillz", but since he chose to demonstrate his skills on Crânio, all he ended up with was a strained back. Otherwise there were more goofs that were more like "Georges and Georgettes of the Jungle" trying to prove themselves and failing like their namesakes.
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There was one amusing incident that involved a number of kids from the Make-a-Wish foundation visiting Animalia and Lyre for SAMAS and one of the girls from there seemed to think that Samson was a robot.
"Where are your controls, mister robot?" she asked, pulling up Samson's shirt and looking for said controls.
"Do you have laser eyes or something?" she asked, getting on top of him somehow.
"So, are you solar powered or nuclear powered, mister robot?" she asked, sitting on the ground with him.
"Don't ask me." was all that Samson found to say to the group's leader.
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In other news, so to speak, there were finally some variety for requests for Project Hermaphroditus animals, though horses and hyenas were still in the majority, due in no small part to the first members of the Project. While their new hormones weren't as in control of them as before, they were still prone to going into the showers for a round or two mid workout.