Today is 12/16/24. Here is your daily fortune from "kiss". _________________________________________ / Like an expensive sports car, \ | fine-tuned and well-built, Portia was | | sleek, shapely, and gorgeous, her red | | jumpsuit moulding her body, which was | | as warm as seatcovers in July, her hair | | as dark as new tires, her eyes flashing | | like bright hubcaps, and her lips as | | dewy as the beads of fresh rain on the | | hood; she was a woman driven -- fueled | | by a single accelerant -- and she | | needed a man, a man who wouldn't shift | | from his views, a man to steer her | | along the right road: a man like Alf | | Romeo. | | | | -- Rachel Sheeley, winner | | | | The hair ball blocking the drain of the | | shower reminded Laura she would never | | see her little dog Pritzi again. | | | | -- Claudia Fields, runner-up | | | | It could have been an organically based | | disturbance of the brain -- perhaps a | | tumor or a metabolic deficiency -- but | | after a thorough neurological exam it | | was determined that Byron was simply a | | jerk. | | | | -- Jeff Jahnke, runner-up | | | | Winners in the 7th Annual Bulwer-Lytton | | Bad Writing Contest. The contest is | | named after the author of the immortal | | lines: "It was a dark and stormy | | night." The object of the contest is to | | write the opening sentence of the worst | \ possible novel. / ----------------------------------------- \ \ ,;;;;;;;, ;;;;;;;;;;;, ;;;;;'_____;' ;;;(/))))|((\ _;;((((((|)))) / |_\\\\\\\\\\\\ .--~( \ ~)))))))))))) / \ `\-(((((((((((\\ | | `\ ) |\ /|) | | `. _/ \_____/ | | , `\~ / | \ \ / | `. `\| / | ~- `\ / \____~._/~ -_, (\ |-----|\ \ ';; | | :;;;' \ | / | | | | |