Holy crap, people: This is when everything went completely bonkers. The contestants each held up an arm, which was tethered to a bucket that would dump colored water all over them (hence James' Nickelodeon comment) as soon as they moved it out of position. We've seen variations of this classic endurance challenge before, but how were we to know how haywire it would get, with seemingly the entire tribe undergoing lobotomies? The whole thing became one bizarre case of stupidity one-upmanship. (''Oh, you think you're an idiot? Well, check this out!'') After just 20 minutes — 20 minutes! — Probst brought out a bowl of candy for whoever was willing to call it quits. Erik and Cirie immediately drenched themselves. Now, Cirie I can actually kind of understand. No way was she was winning this challenge, because, as we all know, Cirie is incapable of winning anything. But Erik? What the hell? Was he still under the influence of the betel nut? Was he concerned he hadn't done enough damage to his teeth with the betel, so wanted to shove a mouthful of sugar in there as well? Dude, if Jason wins immunity, guess who could be next on the chopping block? You! And all you got in you is 20 freakin' minutes?

But Erik's blunder was nothing compared to Alexis and Natalie's. I mean, at least Erik got the damn candy! At 45 minutes in, Probst walked out with something behind his back. Alexis immediately blurted out ''I want it!'' and dropped her arm before Jeff even mentioned what the heck it was. Probst, clearly reveling in the moment and the fact that he had yet to offer her anything, simply shook his head and told her to sit down. ''No chance,'' he informed Alexis about getting the mystery food. ''You can mope and be mad,'' he told her. And mope she did. But the comedy of errors was far from over. Then, as Probst finally revealed the chocolate-chip cookie and milk, Natalie got so excited that she lost her concentration, and she too was out. James thought this was hilarious, commenting how ''That would suck.'' In a split second, however, he learned what it's like to go from being laughed with to laughed at as he then moved his arm ever so slightly, ending with a yellow paint bath of his own. The best part of this entire exchange? After all that, no one got the cookie and milk. Genius. Positively genius.

Fifteen minutes after that, Probst brought out three chocolate glazed doughnuts, enough to tempt the Challenge Wizard of Oz to quit. I find this curious for a few reasons. For one thing, Ozzy had to understand after Eliza outed his hidden immunity idol at the previous Tribal Council that people might come gunning for him. For another, didn't he just have an enormous feast that he couldn't stop bragging about to his fellow tribemates?!? Doughnuts, dude? Really? Who are you, Homer Simpson? Actually, judging by the wisdom of some of your actions this week, you just may be.

That left only three contestants: Amanda, Paravti, and Jason, who appeared to be in it for the long haul. At least until Amanda's bladder got the better of her. She gave up after five hours, and then ran into the jungle to pee. Now, I'm not one to advocate urinating on oneself, but a precedent has clearly been established. I saw Eliza squat down and pee through her bathing suit right in front of everyone at the marooning. Granted, there were no cameras on her at the time, but then again, there wasn't a million dollars on the line, either. And back in Big Brother 2, I seem to recall either Will or Monica peeing all over themselves during an endurance challenge on a waterbed. The downside to this sort of activity: You'll forever be known as the person that pissed herself on national television. The upside: a million dollars! I'm just gonna come right out and say it: I think I would have done my business right then and there. Go ahead, call me Sir Pissalot. I can take it. Besides, I've heard worse. What I could not take, however, is if I quit to take a leak and then got voted out because of it.

So that left Parvati and Jason, and finally at hour number 6, Probst brought out the promise of a feast including, but not limited to, cookies, doughnuts, candy, peanut butter, milk, beer, pizza, the entire contents of my refrigerator, Lik-m-Aid Fun Dip, and a lifetime supply of McRibs. But the feast wouldn't just be for whoever gave up — it would also be for all the other losers on log row. Natalie then tossed out the offer to spare Jason at Tribal Council if he would ''take one for the team.'' ''I'd need a guarantee,'' replied Jason. And one by one, everyone promised not to vote him out, many with fingers crossed behind their backs. So Jason quit.

A few things I'd like to point out here. Jason's move ended up not costing him, but that does not change this simple fact: It was idiotic. Is there a stronger word than idiotic I can use here? Because I would use it. Foolish? No. Moronic? No. I guess idiotic will have to do. Isn't this guy supposed to be a ''fan''? Have we not all learned from Yau Man's deal gone bad with Dreamz that guarantees mean absolutely nothing in this game? ''Somebody just made a deal that is going to cost them their spot in this game,'' said Probst when it was all done, and Jason should thank his lucky stars that it wasn't him.

NEXT: Bugging out at Tribal Council