January 2006 Archives

"Good evening ladies and gentleman. Welcome to the Zon," Trent said into the microphone.

"I thought it was the Zen?" someone yelled from the audence.

"Whatever. We're Mystic Spiral and we've finally figured out how to spell the name of our band's name so we don't have to change it. I would like to thank my sister, Jane, and her friend, Daria, for dancing on the stage with us tonight."

"I can't believe you talked me into this," Daria said into her own hands that were holding her head.

"Oh come on, Daria. It'll be fun," Jane said while winking at the young man in the front row.

"For our first tune, we're going to do something different tonight. I hope you like it."

"Different? Jane, I though you said that it was going to be a regular set tonight."

"I dunna know," Jane shrugged.

That's when the two of them heard the first bars of the Chicken Dance song.

A screenshot from phpSuperMarketTycoon. Hopefully this will work.

-drmike

Based on this work Double-O Sixty-Nine. We get to see Jane on one of her missions.

"Quinn! Phone!"

The telephone rang again. Daria didn't want to answer it. It couldn't be for her. And if it was, she didn't want to talk to the person on the other end of it.

Daria sighed as the phone went off again. Oh, to hell with it she thought as she reached out.

"Hello?"

"Daria? It's Tom."

Daria closed her eyes. I don't want to talk to you right now she thought.

"BOOTY CALL!" Tom yelled into the phone.

I'm never going to live this down. Give it up one time....

Originally from here: PPMB :: Arabs to Buy American Ports

The Bush administration considers the UAE an important ally in the fight against terrorism since the suicide hijackings and is not objecting to Dubai Ports World's purchase of London-based Peninsular and Oriental Steam Navigation Co

The $6.8 billion sale could be approved Monday and would affect commercial port operations in New York, New Jersey, Baltimore, New Orleans, Miami and Philadelphia.

DP World said it won approval from a secretive U.S. government panel that considers security risks of foreign companies buying or investing in American industry. The U.S. Committee on Foreign Investment in the United States "thoroughly reviewed the potential transaction and concluded they had no objection," the company said in a statement.

Read about it here.

"Hey, what's up, Mack Daddy? How's it going? How's it hanging?"

"I kissed your boyfriend." Mack sighed. "I didn't mean to!"

After a few moments, Keven ran off wailing.

Daria looked at the closed door in disgust. Tom had come up with this stupid idea of spending some *cough* "quality time" with her is a "strange place." He had some sort of kink with stuff like that. After suggesting Quinn's room, and by the Giant Strawberry (What else was it good for?), she had suggested the high school roof. Tom had thought that this was a great idea and promised to meet her there. Of course nothing ever went to plan with them. Tom had called a few minutes ago saying that he couldn't make it and a gust of wind had made the door slam shut. So now she was stuck on the roof until Jane could come rescue her. And she was really looking forward to that quality time too. She sighed. Well, mind as well make the best of it she thought as she started to take off her jacket and looked to find a clean space on the tar roof.

"Good morning, WTF viewers. This is Notch Johnson with your 8AM Shore Patrol Force 30 traffic report from our new helicopter overlooking the city. I see traffic is backed up on the 805 and it looks like the accident has now been cleared from the onramp at exit 47 on the 322. Let's fly over Lawndale now and see... Holy s***! Get a load of that on the high school roof! Chip, can you get a close up of that? Dang, she's really going at it!"

"Jane. I've got to tell you something."

"Oh what is it now? Oh wait. Let me guess. You kissed my boyfriend. Big surprise there. You just had to go up to him and plant him one. Next thing you'll be telling me is that licking penguins is hazardous to your health. God Daria. I don't know where you get..."

Daria looked shock. "No, Jane. Where would you get that idea?"

"Oh sorry. What we're you going to say?"

"I found a boyfriend. He's smart and caring and is everything I've ever dreamed of."

"When do you get to meet him?"

"Here's right over there."

"Daria. You get your bitch ass back in the kitchen and make me some pie!"

(Not the best of the ones I've done but I've been programming all day.)

"Do you want fries with that?" Daria said trying her best not to add a comment where they could stick their fries.

The manager smiled. "See? You're doing fine already. You might even be management material." He reached out a hand to Daria. "Welcome to McDonalds."

"Hey, what's up?" said Jane, wondering why Daria had skipped the walk to school. "Talk to me."

Daria mumbled, "I KISSed your boyfriend."

"What?" said Jane. She couldn't believe the words she was hearing.

"I kissed your boyfriend. I kissed Tom. I didn't mean to. "

Everyone standing around Daria and Jane gasped! This was something worth watching!

Jane was about to explode but noticed a leather wearing Tom behind Daria.

"The makeup was a bitch but I think I got him to look like Gene Simmons."

Jane was most impressed with Tom's tongue wagging as well.