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Cast

• Danica Sotto
• Alessandra de Rossi
• Roxanne Barcelo
• James Blanco
• Sherwin Ordoñez
• Biboy Ramirez
• Tricia Roman
• Miko Sotto
• Maybelline dela Cruz
• Richard Gutierrez

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Three teams of two members competed in this interactive website race game. In Round 1, each of the 3 teams were given 60 seconds (independently) to earn as much money as they possibly could by using a computer and mouse to randomly select the category with their dollar value (which was either $25 or $50 in Round 1), and then racing to the appropriate places while answering each question. Several questions asked you to go to either the "Web Site," where you could receive e-mails (by naming who wrote this e-mail letter), Click Pix (questions regarding a photo) or Sound Bytes (Q's with audio). There was also the "Word Wizard," whose questions ranged from Spellcheck (identify the misspelled word in each of the phrases), Dictionary (e.g., What is the right spelling of the word)?, or Thesaurus (e.g., What word has a certain definition)? Also, there was "Double Click," in which one question could double the team's score. They kept at it until time runs out. In Round 2, a team stood at their podium until their partner comes up with the wrong answer or they click on the "Virus," which in their situation, host Seacrest asked a question to the opposing two teams, the team who buzzed in with the right answer got control of the mouse or the team at the computer remained there. Dollar values were $50-$75. In the third and final round, Host Seacrest would be in control of the mouse, while each team is separated. One player from each team went to either the Motherboard, Web Site or Word Wizard while the other teammate stayed at their podiums. Each correct answer on a question was worth $100. After the teammates switched from their podiums to the stations, 3x, etc., whoever has the most money wins the game. In the bonus round, the team had to answer 3 questions correctly to win 2 laptop computers. Very often, the team clicked a question, and went to the proper area, thus the teammate would answer the question. The teammate has 45 seconds to get all 3 questions right before winning the computers. During its two-season run, there was no Motherboard; players had to run to the "Hard Drive" for general knowledge questions, but the Word Wizard and Web Site remained (although the Web Site had never been mentioned). The other change in the first round was that only one player remained at the mouse while his/her partner did all the racing. If the racer gets the question wrong or passes, then the clicker could answer it. Limited changed were made in the second round and everything was completed that the "Virus" was renamed the "Crash". In the third round, in order to promote appropriate behavior, Host Seacrest turned his back to the screen when he clicked. Also in the second season, the bonus round was tweaked so that each correct answer would win the team $100 in 60 seconds (instead of 45), and all 3 correct answers won that team the jackpot and those computers.

Cast

• Ryan Seacrest
• Amber Bonasso
• Amber Bonasso
• Ernest Chambers
• Merv Griffin
• Bryan Lord
• Andrew Price
• Gloria Iglesias
• Robert Hersh
• Kevin McCarthy

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Cast

• Jason
• Gabriella Hall
• Jacqueline Lovell
• Heather Tonks
• Blake Pickett
• Laura Palmer
• Scott Kennedy
• Delphine Pacific
• Laura Palmer
• Vince Cole
• Justin Lauer
• Brian Kent
• Tori Spray
• Tammi Ann
• Kimihide Yamada
• Anton Jarvis

• Season 1

• Season 1
• Episode 1: The Body Beautiful:
  Ted Fields: Pamela, this is not the time! We're in the middle of a felony!...
• Episode 2: Sexual Dependence Day:
  Ron Slick is a Washington lobbyist who comes by Dr. Fez's "clicker" invention, which makes women err...
• Episode 3: In the Heat of the Click:
  USA...
• Episode 4: Erotic Curse of Cairo:
  USA:1997...
• Episode 5: Balls of Thunder:
  Rod Steele: I'd like a vodka martini, shaken not stirred, with a touch of lemon and one green olive ...
• Episode 6: For the Love of the Click:
  USA...
• Episode 7: Secrets Revealed:
  USA:1997...

• Shawn Desman
• Skyzoo
• Ultraspank
• Liquid Divine
• Little Boots
• Avias Seay
• Citizen Fish

TAKE 5
Written By: Blair Perkins
Verse 1:
Your seven digits don’t matter to me, Just need you to come to me
girl come and see about me, because girl you ain’t just no ordinary
breed
he got you locked up in house and I got the key to set you free
Pre Chorus:
And girl, you looking fly, i’m like oh my my
like were the hell did this girl come from
because I never see you around
and when I do you looking down
baby do me a favor, can you stop and just take five
Chorus:
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby do me a
favor
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby baby baby
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby do me a
favor
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby baby baby
Verse 2:
Girl come right over and dance to this beat, girl come join the elite
I see you looking at me, and you you know you want to dance me
because he ain’t giving you what you need
girl quit playing and talk to me
Pre Chorus:
And girl, you looking fly, i’m like oh my my
like were the hell did this girl come from
because I never see you around
and when I do you looking down
baby do me a favor, can you stop and just take five
Chorus:
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby do me a
favor
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby baby baby
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby do me a
favor
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby baby baby
Bridge:
Girl you must like being lonely , Because girl its only
one two three four five, five minutes
because I see him around the town and I know how he gets down
girl drop that dude and move to someone new , baby take five
Chorus:
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby do me a
favor
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby baby baby
Baby baby just take five baby baby baby just take five baby do me a
favor

[Intro: DJ Premier talking]
Yo, turn the lights on. I can't see in here
I gotta see what's goin' on man. You hear me? (Commissioner)
Turn the lights on (The League Crew). Word. Click
Uh huh. Yeah, bring the horns. Word up. Here's another one
The lights is on. How we say that shit? Do it now "Git It Done"
Ha ha. Yeah. Skyzoo. Torae. Click
[Verse 1: Torae]
I said the more often I rhyme the more awkward you find it
To be accepted by the lyrical minded
Individual, subliminal, criminal conscious
Makin' me numb how I'm stealin' the shine is
Defined as stupendous
Torae spittin' with splendedness
So my sentence is like a syllabus to the listeners
"Git It Done", got it done
Got 'em a lot of runs
We plotted on how to double back with a hotter one
Nigga I'm New York ground
Been holdin' New York down
With the creator of the New York sound
And there can never be another or a new version of nothin'
Niggas must of forgot where it started
Primo they buggin'
It's more of the future, less of what you used ta
Whoever feel hip hop is dead, here's a booster
With no cables or battery pack
So everybody lovin' the city, we glad that we back
You should sit down and listen to what the game's been missin'
Cause "Reprogram" was my "Redefinition"
I guess Chairman's Choice was just the beginnin'
Cause I'm the one to XXL for every sentence
I read every blog, every article printed
I heard every bar, every rhyme you was pennin'
I felt all the hate and the love
You niggas fake as a fuck
You want my spot nigga? Take it in blood
[Chorus: scratch]
[Dead Prez 'Police State':]
"That's why I write the shit that I write in my rap
Everyday of the week I live in it, breathe in it"
[Obie Trice 'Drama Setter':] "It is senseless for you to prevent this"
[Buckshot 'Crooklyn':] "I know you wanna enter but I can't let you in"
[Verse 2: Skyzoo]
The second coming of the shit that you fear
The first time they was callin' it luck
But low and behold I'm still in ya ear
See the difference is here
So keep that in your mind
When you rhymin' and you thinkin' bout leanin' on lyin'
Scrap whatever you thought and what you wanted to think
I attack your spot the minute that you fuck up and blink
Motivated by a Kennedy fry tropical fantasies
7-1-8, Chris Wallace and James Yancy
S-K, the prodigal son chosen
Lyrical landmark, father with the flows is
So youngin' don't confuse me with nothin' them dudes be
My leap year is outta your dude's reach
Skyzoo change for change?
Hardly
Meanin' I'm signin' my contract with a Sharpie
Motherfuckers is buggin' if they want me to beg
I'll be creepin' on a come up like?
Deal with it
And through all that, I'm still with it
The beat is still sluttin' so yeah, I still dick it
Huh, it's clear as day but y'all don't see it ock
I guess I'm like a lost episode of Graffiti Rock
Or somethin' like the wax that the record is made from
They need me more than they say son
Okay Player?
So you can type whatever you want to type
But I still write better than everyone that you like
[Chorus: scratch]
[Dead Prez 'Police State':]
"That's why I write the shit that I write in my rap
Everyday of the week I live in it, breathe in it"
[Obie Trice 'Drama Setter':] "It is senseless for you to prevent this"

It seems to be so obvious
That you know what I don't
Take me through this emptiness
Where you can build a home
Bleach the imperfections
Plating them in gold
Make that big connection
Filling in the mold
Where would we be without you
To show us what to see
Such a great example of
What it ought to be
Free indeed
We know you are
Free in deep
You can't hide the scar
So it has to be this way
Shows exactly who you are
Thought you'd make it
Thought you'd take it
On your way
Look around sometime
Suffer me
Suffer me
It has to be
What a waste of time
Sympathy
Is leaving me
So it has to be this way
Shows exactly who you are
Given away
Pushing the gray to start
Told it has to be this way
So it has to be this way

click click, you will never get
the perfect girl inside my bed
tick tock, you will never see
all the things that should not be
hush hush, you will never know
the man that makes your dreams come true
well well, you will never feel
a joy that makes you feel so real
all the best from all of us
one will fail, the next will pass
hey you lovely broken thing
we´re living in a maze
click click, maybe you will find
the train that goes to wonderland
well well, maybe you will save
the final tree on planet earth
hush hush, maybe you will pay
for people that will force decay
tick tock, maybe you will see

I thought we had a connection, I thought we had a good
thing
I thought I knew the direction, that we were heading in
And I know it's not healthy, to sit and fantasize
But I thought we were complete, at least on the outside
And now promises fade away
Have you forgotten yesterday
I love you anyway, you know I thought we
Click like two parts of a puzzle
Now I'm all in a muddle
Click like the flick of a switch
And now the pieces don't seem to fit
Click like a second in time
Like you were reading my mind
Think how we were from the start
But now our hearts are falling a, falling apart
I thought you were my religion, you had faith in me
I thought you were a condition, that no-one else could
treat
And I know how your friends say, that she's out of her
mind
And you're best staying away, you just don't know what
she'll try
And now my conscience fades away
A hundred years becomes a day
I love you anyway, you know I thought we
Click like two parts of a puzzle
Now I'm all in a muddle
Click like the flick of a switch
And now the pieces don't seem to fit
Click like a second in time
Like you were reading my mind
Think how we were from the start
But now our hearts are falling a, falling apart
(falling apart) [x5]
I thought we had a connection, but now I just feel
rejection
Thought that we were perfection, things look different
in reflection
Thought that you were my religion, worshipped
everything that you do
Tell me a part of it was true, tell me we
Click like two parts of a puzzle
Now I'm all in a muddle
Click like the flick of a switch
And now the pieces don't seem to fit
Click like a second in time
Like you were reading my mind
Think how we were from the start
But now our hearts are falling a, falling apart

Chorus:(2X'S)
I'm getting heated with this convo stop talking hobo
You really loco cause you ticking me off
My mind on my money I aint acting funny
You a freaking dummy yo boy about to click
Verse1:
Young nigga right here with brains in his head
Focused on my next hit that's just all said
-im keep my mind on my own business, don't come with it, um bout to click cause you ticking me off
It don't take a lot of quiz to get my job done
Cause I know my main goal and it's bound to be won
-don't come with yo bullshit, hating I aint wit, mind yo own business cause you ticking me off
Like I told yall before I'm the first and the last
Mo kicks fo da youtube mo hits out da ass
-don't need no copiers yall record floppiers stay out my lane cause you ticking me off
My name avias iight boystar all night
Rep lakeland fl cause my city keep it tight
-you from another city, don't bring yo ass wit it, cause my city is really gone get tick the fuck off
Chorus:
I'm getting heated with this convo stop talking hobo
You really loco cause you ticking me off
My mind on my money I aint acting funny
You a freaking dummy yo boy about to click
Verse2:
Don't you hate when you have people that laugh
Think you bout games when the props you always grab
-cause shit they aint spitting, almost isn't living, I got an angry feeling so stop ticking me off
Be the soft ass niggas that aint putting forth no effort
But always talking shit even mouth they can't afford
-so don't come up with it, if you got children, and aint making no living cause you ticking me off
My swag is the best cause I live up to my name
I'm moving in express so please catch up with my game
-nigga dis gucci and louie, call me a nigga dat doey, cause yall niggaz really guey and you ticking me off
Mo raps for the gangstas to blast in they cars
I'm just moving so fast like a nigga from mars
-so ride to the jam, you know you like it mam, I aint trying to be cocky but you ticking me off
Chorus:(2x's)
I'm getting heated with this convo stop talking hobo
You really loco cause you ticking me off
My mind on my money I aint acting funny

On the screen tonight
Reflecting on the content of the words
Content to be suspended by the serious in the absurd
And equally let's sweat to see the silly in the serious
Volunteered subconscious twists
To front-seat the delirious
And crave the victory of human sentience above the roar
Of compliance and a vague defiance
Bred to raise the final score
Life's a competition just a text away from joining it
The subjugation game declares
The honours of spectatorship
Some twist the dial to find a smile
That doesn't boast of ownership
As other file the unbeguiled
As somehow missing out on it
Less inclined to see ourselves as part of what we come to see
A limbo staring at the hells of fame and anonymity
Then click from senses overstretched
To how the silence amplifies
A better places whose quality
Is something never advertised
Never advertised
Click click click click click click
Click click click click click click