Whodunnit just killed off someone by mountain lion attack

If you haven’t been watching Whodunnit, then you’ve been missing out on some of the campiest, most ridiculous reality television in TV history. In fact, perhaps the show is too campy. One of the negatives about the show is that the contestants ham up the “dead” aspect way too much. Seriously, even tonight, when one contestant “died” off, there was crying among the surviving group. Why are you crying, guys? And during the interviews, everyone’s all, “This is my life we’re talking about!” Please stop.

But tonight, Whodunnit said to hell with any semblance of grounding. It just “murdered” someone by a mountain lion attack.

I’ll reiterate: Whodunnit just got someone mauled by a mountain lion. I officially love this show.

Don, an ex-homicide detective, was one of the latest contestants to get a “scared” card, meaning that he should be fretful that his life might end. Usually, no one survives the night. But today was a rare treat; all of the houseguests made it to breakfast.

Except Don’s fried eggs were accompanied by a raw steak. Giles, the butler — yes, this show even has an English butler named Giles — told him he’d have to go into the kitchen if he wanted it cooked.

“If you want something done right, you got to do it yourself,” Don says in an interview shot, which both completely gives away that he’s about to “unwittingly” die and that he’s totally not dead so please stop with all the melodrama. He goes into the kitchen, fires up the stove and…

Lo and behold, a mountain lion makes its way out a cabinet or cupboard or some sort of small door. It jumps on the countertop, and attacks Don.

Whodunnit got a contestant mauled by a mountain lion IN A KITCHEN. I definitely officially love this show. The deaths have been absolutely stellar. Someone got hit via slingshot, which killed them instantly, and then hit a fish tank and electrocuted themselves. Someone else was lit on fire. Another person exploded in a golf cart. And now THIS? As of right now, ham it all the way up, Whodunnit. Who cares? You’re the greatest. I hope someone gets attacked by a shark next — while in a bed.

How can a shark make its way to dry land let alone a mansion bedroom? I don’t know. Doesn’t matter. Make it happen.