hee hee.

Max & Fang flyin' over trees...K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

I better R-U-N F-O-R M-Y L-I-F-E before they kick my butt for this!!!!!

~NuDgE!

B-R-I-T-T-A-N-Why?!

1. Wait, wait, wait. What happened to Brittany? How do we get her back? (Or at least her e-mail?)

2. 5 million? I'm gonna run out of hot dogs for SURE by then. (Especially since SOMEONE is EATING them when they're supposed to be to BRIBE Gazzy with to keep CLICKING all night!)

We're gonna need some help, big time to pull that off. Know anyone who knows 5 million friends or comes from a really, uber-huge fam?

3. Who keeps leaving these bizarro "traitor" messages about the Flock? You don't think we read this thing? Cause, yo, we do.

(Did I just say "Yo?" ...See what happens when you hang out in DC?)

-Fang.

P.S. Um, I guess I should say thanks for the clicking help.

We had no idea so many people from so many places would help us. But now that we know you're game, we need to all help each other. More on that soon. Some lady sitting next to me in this coffee shop keeps looking at me funny. (And she's eating some kind of smelly cheese. Gross me out dot com, lady.)

Whoops. Maybe we won't get that MR4 now.

Maybe I shouldn't have eaten that last package of hotdogs labeled "Do not touch - For bribing purposes only."

What? I took it as a dare!

-Max

P.S. Sanjaya = Bye-bye-ya!

Our following is dedicated!

Here's a message I just got over the weekend:

Fang,

I just clicked on your website like, 56 times in the past 15 mins. I've used that eCard thing & sent emails to everyone in my drama troupe, my cheerleading team, my gymnastics class & to cousins of mine in Florida, Atlanta & in Texas!

If it's up to me I'd stay up all night and keep clicking to help the flock, but my mom wouldn't be too happy about that. Plus I have to get up early to go to school. (NOT THAT SCHOOL! hehehe)

Good luck - we're all here to help you guys tell your story & save the world!!!!!

Your friend, Erin M.

Wow. That's...impressive.

I made Gazzy stay up and click all night on Friday--I bribed him with some hot dogs with ketchup, mustard, mayo, chili and sauerkraut--and now I think he may have carpal tunnel.

Or he's faking it and holding out for more 'dogs.

Figures.

-Fang.

Where In the World Are Clickers

<---You see the size of that dot on Australia!? Gazzy discovered this crazy thing on Google where we can see where people are coming from to help us on our clicking mission. (See maximumride.com if you're totally out of the loop and have NO idea what I'm talking about.)

FYI: Don't worry, it only tells us where your ISP is - geek speak for Internet Service...something - not your government I.D. number or your cat's name or anything. Only those of us with chips in our arms need to worry about stuff like that, I mean at least so far.

So all of you million-clickers, of course, deserve major shout-outs. Sandy Hook, Midlothian, Las Vegas, Brooklyn, Honolulu, London, Dohar (Qatar), all of you--but look at how many people came to click from Brisbane, Australia yesterday! Like, thousands!

If we get through these million clicks (and survive), we’re totally going to have to do something special for you Brisbaniacs! Like, um...adopt a koala and ditch Total. (JK.)

-Max

P.S. Angel hopes that Sanjaya is one of the million clicks. She thinks he's, quote, super-cute-and-stuff. As long as he's not singing, he can click all he wants!

[drum roll]

So apparently being me has its perks afterall.

I can tell you that that's the cover for our new book --->

-Max

P.S. Angel says to say she liked the other one better and wants to know why it can't be pink. (Riiiight.)

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. ;-)