My pick? Me.
I wrote a whole genius blog entry, and then it disappeared. (Don't you hate when that happens?)
Anyway, why can't I be me?
In the commercial, I mean.
I can act. Okay, so I haven't done it professionally or anything like those chicas, but surely I can pull off playing myself. Plus, I have an astounding skill set for a girl my age.
Here's my resume:
- Kicking Eraser butt day in and day out
- Dealing with an incoherent inner monologue that won't go away
- Babysitting an underage pyro expert
- Coping with Nudge's incessant ramblings of an annoying nature
- Attempting to "save the world"
- Uhhh...I break for animals when I "borrow" cars?
- I have (now) three books written about me, so I must be interesting enough
- Oh, right...I can really FLY! Think of all the money I'd save you guys on strings and special effects?
So, there. Think about that Jimmy Pats. (That's what I call him.) (Not really. I just like to make it sound like I have a legit shot here.)
-Max
P.S. I'm sure Brittany loves wings, Fang. She just doesn't like geeks. ;-)