Me: It's 2 am on the night before we fly back home to Florida.

Max: So you know what that means, right?

Me: Yep, we're jacked up on chocolate, jamming to Death Cab for Cutie, and bored out of our minds.

Max: Everyone back on the east coast is asleep, so we have nobody to talk to but each other.

Me: 'Tiri's out in the forest being, well, 'Tiri, so it's just me and Max.

Max: And it's damn boring.

Me: So we figured we might as well get this chapter up already. And we're still working on that comic… Chill out… I've got so many goddamn ideas for that thing…


Me: …Dammit, my iPod's dead.

Max: So we're gonna have to sit in boredom instead of listening to music?

Neytiri: -curled up into a ball- I hate Chicago, I hate cities, where are the trees, where is the nature, I hate Chicago, I hate cities…

Max: Don't let her look out the window, she'll flip.

Me: For those of you just tuning in, we're on Chicago's elevated train system heading into downtown. And we're bored.

Max: What else is new?

Neytiri: I hate Chicago, I hate cities…

Max: Seriously, 'Tiri, chill. Just wait until we get to New York.

Me: Meh… I guess it's time for that Q&A experiment, huh?

Max: Oh, yeah, alright…

Me: So the first question was "Who let the dogs out?," and the best answer was…

AliceCloneoftheworld: The cats, of course, so they could "visit" the fish.

Max: …What the hell does that mean?

Me: No idea! Next was "What will you do when Saint declares herself Pope?," and the winner is…

Lilac Rose6: When she declares herself pope I'm gonna declare myself the King of Persia (even though I'm female), have Iggy become my queen of Persia, and dance around singing screamo in a tophat.

Max: …Your reviewers are on drugs.

Me: -shrugs- The next, like, three were yes/no questions, so I'm just gonna skip to "How do you think oral sex was invented?," and the winner there is…

St. Fang of Boredom: Iggy went to kiss his boyfriend, but, well, he's blind...

Max: Took Saint a surprisingly long time to get in…

Me: But honorable mention goes to Lilac Rose6: ... the butler did it.

Max: …That makes no sense.

Me: Moving on! We'll note that Saint did not notice I was re-asking her questions and skip forward to "You wake up in a giant toaster. What do you do?," and the prize here goes to...

Lilac Rose6: Scream about sexual harassment until my sister the Unicorn Queen shows up to save me with her friend the Avacadoe [sic] overlord.

Max: …WHAT. THE. HELL?

Me: Honorable mentions go out to Saint and AliceClone. I won't bother quoting anyone for the underwear question, but a lot of people wear pink underwear and need to check.


Me: My email's a bitch.

Max: Wait… What? Since when do we interrupt the story?

Me: Oh, and Death Cab got boring, so now we're blasting Flyleaf and actually getting tired.

Max: I fail to understand your logic.


Me: Skipping forward to Max being Dylan's personal sperm depository…

Max: HEY!

Me: People seem to have a problem with that.

Max: I have a problem with that.

Me: Your diary begs to differ.

Max: …..

Neytiri: I hate Chicago, I hate cities…

Max: …Someone get that girl a salad or something…

Me: Now, what would you name your lovechild with Saint? AfterShock666 says Karma, AliceClone says Aleksander or Rhine, says Alyssa or Iggy, Lilac Rose6 says Poppy or Lelouch, and Saint is confused.

Max: -facepalm-

Me: Oh, and if Saint was a guy, she'd join the Knights of Columbus to get a cool sword. Interestingly, Saint, I'd join to get the awesome hat…

Max: Your non-Catholic readers are probably confused as hell right now…

Me: Yeah… And if Lilac Rose6 could be one of us, she'd be me and propose to Saint. So, Max, remind me not to rent my body out anytime soon.

Max: …You can rent bodies out?

Me: Yeah, I mean, right now you're renting out a portion of your body to Dylan's spe-

Max: -whacks- ENOUGH WITH THE-

Neytiri: EVERYTHING WENT BLACK WE'RE GONNA DIE!

Me: … No, we're just underground.

Neytiri: …WE'RE UNDERGROUND WE'RE GONNA DIE!

Max: -facepalm-


Me: Screw it, I'm tired, it's bedtime.

Max: …What?

Me: I'll do the rest some other time, we're about halfway done anyway.

Max: …So you're just gonna cut it off randomly?

Me: …Yep.

Max: But this chapter's gonna suck.

Me: -shrugs- I'll just give the reviewers some task to do in their review, and they'll ignore the chapter's crappiness.

Max: …You're just revealing your evil methods here…

Me: So? Alright, peoples, here's your challenge! Since I have a tendency to do things I regret when I'm tired, I want you guys to split your review up into a bunch of one-word reviews! Then I'll have to piece them together to figure out what you're trying to say! Bonus points of you figure out a way to make it have multiple meanings if pieced together differently!

Max: …So, 1.) This is gonna seriously bump up your review count, 2.) You're gonna be really pissed when you need to read the damn things, and 3.) How are they gonna do that if you can only review each chapter once? Anonymous reviews?

Me: …Good points. Alright, forget that… But I'm sure some of you will do it anyway… -coughSAINTcough-

Max: You stopped making sense a while ago. Bedtime.

Me: No! Your mother has rabies! And BillyBob needs his alcohol sleep!

Max: …Yeah, bedtime.

Me: Nevah! I shall prevail! I will… Zzzzzzz…

Max: …Yeah, I thought so. Peace, you lunatic readers. Sorry about the mess.

Thanks for reading! –Max&SleepingMatt