Holy Moly talks like his vocal cords are getting choked by his fat. That should be a massive red flag to him that he needs to switch to a different diet so his neck can actually resemble a neck again.
Charmaine is filming a beautiful view of Castaway Cay complete with a rainbow (she has a nice quarantine room with its own verandah) and whining yet again about how this is "not magical". Sorry, but all these privileged vlogging fucks need to take "magical" and shove it up their asses. They both said it "wasn't magical" several times. Boo-fucking-hoo, that's what y'all get for cruising when cases were still pretty active, and when cruises are a cesspit of spreadable germs even during normal times.
Holy Covidy Moly was dodgy about some things that really should have been more specific but no surprise there. He didn't specify if the Bojos took tests that were officially administered by DCL or they took their own. HM filmed himself stick a q-tip up his own nostril and it doesn't look like there's any medical staff observing, so if that's how DCL tests people that were hanging out with the infected person, no doubt all of them just barely stuck the q-tip up their noses and half-assed the instructions, knowing how dodgy they all were about the whole thing.
Either HM is lying for no good reason re: "Char and I had our own van", or he dismissed Stanny Lean as a person and Buddy Bojo as a member of the family.
Listening to him talk makes me want to throw a neti pot at his inflated pube beard face.