I See London...

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Chris: Last time on Total Drama World Tour... we had some mechanical difficulties and ended up in hot water, Jamaica style. [Jamacian accent] No problem. [normal] Except for Izzy, whose squished brain was a major problem, and led to our first elimination by injury. Stranded and short on gas money, we were forced to improvise. And DJ was forced to admit he was a big ol' loser. So long, Team Victory. But thanks to a rocking telethon that raised a tank load of cash from our viewers, hey, thanks for that, eh, we're ready to get back in the air! [sips drink] Oh man, that's refreshing.


Chris: Vacation's over. It's time for some more Total. Drama. WOOORLD TOUUUUUUUR!


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Heather: Why are we in loser class? We won last time. Or didn't lose anyway.

Sierra: Chris said he needed first class today for a secret special guest. And what Chris needs...

Heather: Chris takes. From us.

[Courtney sits on Gwens hand]

Gwen: Ah! Sunburn! Ow! [blowing] Ah.

Courtney: Oops. Sorry. How do you end up with sunburn on just one hand?

Gwen: Ah. I don't know!

[Cody and Bentley look at each other]

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Gwen: [snoring]

Cody: Make sure you get the bikini in the shot.

Bentley: Yeah Yeah

[Cody goes over to gwen]

Bentley: Say cheese dude.

[Bentley takes the picture]

Gwen: Huh? [snorts]

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Courtney: Here. Soak your hand in this.

Gwen: What is it?

Courtney: It'll cool the burn. It's a special mix of green tea and bird guano.

Gwen: Ah... wait, guano? Isn't that...

Heather: A nicey-nice name for poop.

Gwen: Ew! Ow!

Courtney: Poop that's full of healing ingredients. I learned how to make it a CIT first aid weekend. It's gross, but it helps, right?

Gwen: Ugh. Yes. Well, thanks for being nice-ish.

Heather: Bonding over poop juice? Ugh. Is there anyone sane left around here? [Sierra types on her make-shift computer] That would be a no.

Sierra: Tweeter update. Gwen's hand smells like Jamaican bird doodie, Cody is still cute, uh... sixty-seven characters. Okay. Seventy-three left. What else can I say?

Noah: [imitating Sierra] Considering buying myself a life on Fredslist, but having trouble deciding because they are all such a major improvement!

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