Well, there they were, Renzi and Glööckler, with their toenails rolled up. Nothing, nada, niente. They agreed: get in there, in that tank full of meat scraps and fish loins? No thank you. That couldn’t be done with the two of them. So again the stars refused the test. And day 14 in the jungle camp ended in disaster. Zero points!
It could be said that it had already become apparent the evening before. Because Anouschka Renzi had openly chatted about the fact that she never wanted to take part in “something like this” anyway. She was ashamed, she said, had “made Larry herself”. A dip in innards, that was really too much of a good thing. “Fuck you with your points, your stars!” she roared. That is humiliating.
Men alone in the jungle
That’s finally the end of it. It’s sealed. Enough nagging and ranting. The spectators were fed up. In the end, no self-mockery helped, no motto à la “Hello, it’s me, the most annoying thing in the whole camp! Call for me!”, more. Anouschka Renzi has to leave the camp. The men are now among themselves.
Who will put on the crown in the end? Good question. Now that Harald Glööckler also loses his feet in the last few meters and falls down the popularity scale, the whole thing has to be viewed with lots and lots of Peter – uh – humor.