Guest Post By Gabby Millgate On Excess Baggage And The Latest Elimination….
Gabby Millgate was unfortunately eliminated last night on Excess Baggage, but lucky for us she has written her swan song (well hopefully not her last blog post) here.
Over to you Gabby:
My twitter friends and the curious gather round for the tale of the second human sacrifice on #excessbaggage-THE ULTIMATE CHALLENGE
Two self sacrificing virgins
Even before we lost Benny and I both believe that it’s the way you play the game is important. That we help each other because the biggest prize is the friends you win, and working together as a community makes us all stronger.
If we’re not fighting…what joy do can we bring?
If we’re not worrying…what are we imagining?
If we’re not serious…what lights up?
Benny, Mate…It’s up to you now. Give to yourself all that love and commitment that you give to other people…to yourself. I’ll do the same and let you know if it works.
I knew when we’d become as close as two fat people could when I could open up to you and asked you ( a 23 year old man from newcastle) what I (a glamorous movie star) should do if a guy poked me on Facebook. The answer was obvious to you “Finger bang him back”! Like.
Aunty Christine…Look after Aunty Lisa. Tell Nathan I think he is a very funny clever man
Lana I swear to god next time I see you its ON! The old Orange Green rivalry. I will wrestle you like heavy velcro.
Kevin…I’m sorry Dr Jo and Christian took away the best drinkin’ buddy you’ll ever have the privilege to see throw up.
Thank you to everyone in Fremantle production and GO!/CH9.
Thankyou tweeters. We’ve been through a lot together. @talldark_clumsy inspired me to start the #virtualbuddy hashtag of support.
Thanks to the thousands of people who didn’t give up on us.
I want to stay in contact. So please leave a comment of contact me on @gabbymillgate, and I reckon I’ll continue to blog…just give me a week and I’ll be back.
Nigh Nighs everyone I reckon I’ve got a bit of recovery time from being thrown into a volcano of emotions.
Perhaps my lead will turn into gold?
Johnny, Brant I’m comin’ for a visit it sounds like heaven!