For March 31st, 2003

Dia

"That's the way the cookie crumbles," said Dia, her stiletto heel poised over his throat. She took another bite from her special batch of homemade delights and pondered the future of this miserable worm. Barbie (and her cloned sister Barbie) watched on.

Dia's dated some real snakes before, but this is unbelievable!

Dia invites you to go fuck yourself in the butt.

Pouring salt on crybabies. Skydiving home from the escape hatch of a commercial airliner at the end of a long vacation because it's "more convenient" than taking the shuttle. Lip-synching to Brazilian bombshell Carmen Miranda's greatest hits and taking home all the valuable prizes (even though it was a competition for Bessie Smith impersonators). Arm-wrestling Hunter S. Thompson at three in the morning while waiting for another helping of licorice flapjacks at a desolate Utah greasy spoon. You might think you've got some inventive ways of getting your kicks, but chances are pretty good that Dia's already beaten you to it. She's a punk rock chameleon covered in hot wax and olive oil like the checkered tablecloth in a dimly-lit, Italian restaurant that's got food so good you'll risk the bad part of town for a nibble. She's the Diva of the Dive, and the jukebox only plays songs that she likes. Deal with it.

Dia's starting an interactive, alternative, online, 18+ erotica and music site called Deviant Nation that's going to make certain other alternative porn sites look like nursery school nap rooms. A brave, new world of crazed, nude girls! To this exciting development, the ever-supportive Hotpunkgirl staff says to bring on Babylon. We're ready. And if you're interested in modeling for Deviant Nation, you should write to them.

"We accept models of all subcultural genres, including but in no way limited to punk, goth, emo, deathrock, rockabilly, psychobilly, mod, skater girls, rivet, hippie, indie, bodymods, fashioncore, hardcore, hip-hop, raver, straightedge, disco, riotgrrl, metal, black metal, just plain different...and also, all weights and races," insists Dia, "we are very non-denominational! Except for Martians. They need not apply. We hate those greasy, green fucks."

She's a smart girl that tries to play dumb, but it still goes over your head, punk. Adore her. Write her an email listing ten things you'd do to make the world more fun, because a Dia with a smile on her face is the best kind of Dia of all!

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