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| "Do Others Really Care?" "...Kuz Life is Unbearably Boring."- The Group Dorks are the Future, the Past, and Everything In Between. It's a Dork Stew Rather thatn Dork sandwhich. |
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| 1-5-03: Dave- Added new stuff to the events page. Everyone check it out. Added this Update box since droves of people have been making their way into our wee oasis, and they need to know when magical updates have been made. 1-6-03: Dave- I realize that pop-ups may occur every time someone clicks open a new page. Thus, I was motivated to minimize the number of pages people have to go to. P-town Promenade is in fewer pages and well as other things. |
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| I realized that the welcoming page of this site is pretty boring. That nasty green background (That coincidentally is the same color of my bedroom) and those things below explaining our group which aren't all that fun to read. I asked myself.. What can I do to make the front page more interesting? Change the background certainly. But then, I realized we need a picture of a dentist, and voila!.. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Check this out, we're making it in this world. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| ...Dentist Jan came to our rescue. The old stuff is still on this page, just at the bottom. While we're here, why not look at the picture closely. Was this really an authentic photograph of a kind lady with tools in a nice man's mouth? The result is a shocking NO! (boom) Sorry, it was so shocking I fell out of my chair. Anyway, look at how calm the man looks. Do people with sharp instruments of mass destruction look that calm? (Bob the Willow Tree: No) You're right Bob. that's because this man is not really a man. He's a..... (GLURK GLURK.. NO STOP!! AHHHHHHH!!!) **Silence** |
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| The Group's Stuff |
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| Click on any link, we promise none of them are that boring. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| D.K. Rap |
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| 30 minutes til college, no ink in the printer, argh gotta print at library.. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Well then, please check out the events page. While you're here, you might as well check the profiles page. They aren't the boring profiles such as one would read of ordinary people. What you, fair reader should understand is that we're not that normal. Basically anything you click on should take you for a ride on a rocket ship, so stay tuned loyal readers. Yes, all two of you, we appreciate your support. Well, it's time for goodbyes so like they say in Japan, "Ciao!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Old Background: It all started back in Janurary 4, 2002. That was the day of the Admission Day celebration. It was the Admission Day for the state of Alaska.It was the 43rd anniversary of the inauguration of the state of Alaska to the Union. To celebrate we held a parade down the main street of our small city. There were three members of the now active group that came to participate in the parade. Dave pulled a red flyer wagon with a Dogloo on top of it, Lambie held a sign that said "Admission Day," and Mat handed out flyers to people that explained the parade.; Everyone went to Dave's house and played a friendly game of capture the flag with water balloons. January just happened to be in the middle of winter, so it was a fun time.; Since then we have had such events such as cake at our school to celebrate Elvis' birthday, a celebration for Hal's birthday (the computer from 2001: A Space Odyssey,) and others. Almost a year later the group has expanded. To find out what's been going on check out the events page, for profiles of individual members, check out the profile page, and for upcoming events, check out future calendar. |
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| My God (as opposed to your God of course) that was boring. Is anyone still awake? Let's write a new Background shall we? New Background: It was a dark and scary night. The moon up above had been cast in blood red this particular night. It rose from the horizon like a giant red ball, thrown by a very scary little child. The shadows from the leaves up above played along the ground like the static on grandpa's old TV set. Three young men sat alone in their cavernous dwellings. Sounds of pain and horror rose to their ears following the smell of the popcorn that rose to their noses. (Coincidentally they were all making popcorn of course.) Suddenly, one member, codenamed David for safety reasons, heard a loud crash. "Oh No, it came from inside the house." David whispered to the deaf walls. Picking up his baseball bat, in which he had hit many homeruns and scored many points of course, David started walking down the stairs. Across town, one subject, codenamed Matt for safety reasons, also heard a crash. "Hmm.." Matt thought, "Must be the wind." He heard another crash and realized the wind might like to whistle, (showtunes were the wind's favorite), but it didn't like to play the drums. Matt thought to himself, "you've got to play the drums to make a sound." he then threw a rock at the wall. Boom, came the sound. "Yeah I'll show you drum playing." He proceeded to grab some pieces of paper from the floor and ventured out of the safety of his room. Meanwhile, our next guest, nicknamed Hairy for safety reasons, had troubles of his own. He had fallen out of bed and hurt his toe. "Dang this hurts." Harry said to no one in particular. Only the figure in the closet heard Hairy's curse, as he started to open the door. The next day, the three members marched down main street. it was Admission Day and all was happy. So, that was a little more interesting to read, eh? |
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| Mission Statement: People these days are full of inhibitions, pointless embarrassment, and pride. Many people are afraid of doing what they would really want to do because of a possible negative feedback from other people. The group's goal is to inspire people to break out of their comfort zones, and to help ourselves from doing what we hope to inspire.So please tell us about what you guys out there have been doing and enjoy the site. -The Group |
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| George Bush the 3rd had only two words to say, as he raised one finger. His dad, and grandfather looked up with pride to see the next Bush in office following in their own footsteps. What a happy day it was for the Bushs'. What could make this day any better? The next moment, George Bush III mispronounced his own name. They were wrong, this moment could get better, and it had. Another proud day for the Bush family. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Hey folks. How would you like to join the D.O.R.C. .K.L.U.B.? (Little Children Eating Brownies: YAYYYYY!!) Allright then now's your chance. There are a few specifics, since this isn't a group to be taken lightly. Oh no, this group is as elite as the Illuminati. 1. You must not be afraid to try new things. 2. If you are in a distant town, which is very likely, we need to get pictures of your doings. We'll stick 'em up on the site with the background story just like our events pages. 3. If you are a female wanting to join Harry or Dave's fan clubs, you'll have to contact us at our individual E-mail addresses. (Space is limited so act now) 4. I don't know what else, mabye you can think of something else. Yes, that's the 4th rule, make up a rule if you want to join. |
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